This afternoon we made our way to Setagaya park to check out the free skateboarding lessons given the first Sunday of every month. Roo enjoys his scooter, which we took along to the park, and he occasionally comments that he'd like to learn to skateboard. But, today was more of a look-see and he wasn't keen to participate as the large group of well padded children huddled around friendly skater dudes for instruction.
Instead, he wanted to kick a ball which has been a favored activity ever since about six months when we'd prop him up and roll a cloth ball that he'd grasp with two hands or wildly kick at. 
In today's sunshine, there was plenty of activity going on around us. I've become accustomed to encountering structures at playgrounds that by American standards spell "lawsuit", but today, this rustic rope apparatus took the cake. No, Roo did NOT have a go on this. 
However, he did climb up on a tree hut. 
And, had a go on the slide at the playground. I love the tuft of hair that almost always finds its way out the top opening of his helmet. 
This park is not in our neighborhood, and neither Ryan or I have been in the area much, if at all. Despite that, I ran into someone I know from the studio where I practice yoga. He was on his trick bike. I'm still surprised when this happens in this metropolis of so many people. 
We ended our Sunday evening with the traditional "Oreo cookies dunked in milk", but disappointingly discovered that the "made in Portugal" version of the Oreo is not a proper substitute for the real deal. It doesn't get soggy and according to Roo the white part "isn't yummy". Live and learn. 
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