Roller skating. It should be a fun thing, although it's intimidating to be on the rolls since breaking a bone. But neat to see Levi do his back and forth strokes with the skates on. He falls once in a while, but generally can motor (very slowly) around the rink. But after a couple times, that's it. Eva, on the other hand, wants nothing to do with any of this, and even one foot of "skating" is too much to bear. One child is tired but happy, and ready to hit the arcade. The other is ready to go home.
But home we did not go, and good thing. The wikki stix are the discovery of the century. Good for eyewear.
Or jewellry.
Or lassos.
Or just to spell your name.
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