Tonight there was a free skating party for my daughter’s girl scout troop. The troop leader had extra coupons, so I took one of The Little Kid’s friends. The problem was that this girl had only skated once and had no padding whatsoever on her rear-end. Next time, we take a pillow. 🙂
It was nothing that ice cream couldn’t fix.
I told her that I could identify with her pain, since I pretty much broke my butt last week.
When I was in grammar school, up through about age 14, I skated once a week; first with my parents every Sunday, then with my brother or my friends. I enjoyed skating backwards, and still do.
My husband did the same thing… weekly skating all that time.
So now the little kid seems to have the skating process all reeled in… maybe through her genes, but more likely through just having enough courage to let go of the wall. She was really scooting along at one point. It was amazing to see.