Treasure Hunt

Reuben wasn't ready to leave the park today when it was time to go, so I told him we could go on a treasure hunt. I told him the first treasure he needed to find was a rock. Simple task, right? This should get us walking in the direction of home and get us there in no time. Well, here is my complaint about living in New York... children should be able to find rocks. We finally found a chunk of asphalt that almost looked like a rock.

I am thankful for the sticks and leaves and what little grass there is, but I hope Reuben will still think a rock is a treasure when we live where we can find some.