
Yesterday was our first day that all four of us felt 100%. We arrived to La
Paz on Thursday, but with the altitude and jet lag it has taken us a couple of days to feel "normal."
We took advantage and headed out to a local park in Cota Cota (about 10 minutes from our house) that is the PERFECT park for Luka to learn to ride bike. In the photo above you can see him with his helmet. He has a new bike with training wheels, but we raised the wheels so he has to balance. It is a little difficult for him, but he is a trooper and is really excited about learning.
The park is great. It has lanes, stop signs, speed bumps...all inside for kids to ride bike. It also has a HUGE playground and as you can see Sammy loves to walk around and explore the swings, slides and anything he can get to. He also just likes crawling in the dirt!

We had a great time in the park, but we also had a huge scare. We were the only non-locals in the park and
Luka was a little bit of an attraction. I had two people ask me to take a photo with him...I said no, but they begged and finally I said, "Just ask him."
Luka of course was ready to pose. Well, I was feeling a little strange about everyone looking at
Luka, but we have been getting used to it here in La
Paz since there aren't many black people. Okay, there are like 10 in the whole city. Anyway, we were going along our merry way and we sat down for a snack.
Luka said he wanted to play on the slides, so he walked over to the playground and we could see him perfectly. Well, I put my head down for 2 seconds to give Sam his chocolate pudding and when I looked back up I asked
JJ...do you see
Luka? Well, we looked everywhere in that playground he was in and NOTHING. I started to freak out and I freaked out even more when
JJ was worried too...he is never worried.
Could someone had taken him? That is all I could think about after all the stares we had been getting. I started yelling like a mad woman and a little girl came up to me to see what was wrong. I asked her if she had seen the black boy. I am telling you, there aren't many. She smiled and told me he had seen him walk to another playground. She helped me find him and at last he was in my arms again.
I think the whole ordeal lasted 3 minutes. I know that this happens to parents all the time, but here in Bolivia it is so scary. In those three minutes I thought, "Who do we call? The police here is not equipped for Amber Alerts. Why would they take him? We don't have any money?" Well the list goes on and on...but luckily it was just a scare. It was the first time that I thought that someone had taken him for real.
Well, we talked about strangers for about 5 minutes and then it was off to playing again. Here you can see that he really likes his helmet and he even wore it going down the slides.
PS As you can see I am obsessed with Instagram - an app from the iPhone.