|I scream, you scream.|
I am happy to report that the Silver Eagles soared this morning, although Lukas was only 1 of the 5 kids who showed up for the game. Thankfully, they play 4 on 4, since one of his team had to leave halfway through the game. Lukas was exhausted after having played the entire game.
Later on this evening, to celebrate said birthday and soccer victory, Mrs. LIAYF and I loaded Annabelle (and intermittently Lukas) in the red wagon, and headed out to our local neighborhood town center enjoy the weather and to dine out.
After dinner, we all walked down to our local ice cream shop for cones. Coconut for me, Nutella for Mrs. LIAYF, Peppermint for Lukas, and sampling's of all of them for Annabelle who moved from family member to family member flashing her adorableness until we relinquished tasty bites.
As it turned out, she wasn't the only one looking to sample our ice cream tonight.
About half way through, a Mom pushing an empty stroller sat a couple of seats down from us outside the ice cream shop. She also had a friendly looking yellow lab on a leash.
"Can I go pet the dog?" Lukas asked. "As long as you ask first" Mrs. LIAY reminded him. It turned out the dog's name was Stella. Stella was a nice dog. But as Lukas leaned over to give her a pet, she completely engulfed the rest of his peppermint ice cream cone in a flash. It happened so fast, that no one seemed to know what had happened.
Lukas jumped back, looking stunned for the briefest of seconds. That's when his emotions took over.
And he broke into uncontrollable laughter! "Oh my gosh!" he managed, in between hysterical laughs. "That's the funniest thing that has ever happened to me!" he gasped.
It was a refreshing response compared to his younger days.
The mother, of course, looked mortified. "I'm so sorry!!" she said. "My husband is right inside, he will buy you a new cone." But it wasn't necessary, as Lukas was about done with his ice cream anyway. He rarely finishes a whole cone. Plus, he was too busy laughing to respond.
And with that, we gathered up our kids and our red wagon, and headed towards home. Taking into account all the distractions along the way, it took us a good 20 minutes to walk the 5 minute route back to our house.
And as we finally did arrive at home, Lukas was still laughing about the lightning quick demise of his Mint ice cream cone.
You'd think that would teach him a lesson, but I'm not altogether certain he will be more careful next time.
He might even be looking for a friendly dog.