Saturday, June 26, 2010
We went to a skating party yesterday. Yes, it was half for her and half for me, because I feel ten times more graceful on roller skates than I do on my own feet. If possible, I would live my life on a three-way combination of skating, horseback riding, and swimming, and my calloused tootsies would never touch the ground.
The Biscuit may even skate in my footsteps. When we tried skating for her 3rd birthday-- her request-- she couldn't even stand up. After 3 minutes and $16, we were back on the street wiping up her tears and heading out for a conciliatory cupcake.
But yesterday she totally impressed me. And I'm not easy to impress.
LOOK, A BLUE CAR!*
She took to skating like a roller-skating fish to water. Forwards, backwards, spinning, on the carpet or the rink, which she called "ice". It was incredible. She had a great time. I had a great time. There were cupcakes. WHAT'S BETTER THAN THAT?
We're already discussing our skating date for her 4th birthday this August.
And I can't wait.
*Thank you, Homer Simpson, for that little gem**.
** She bent my Wookiee!***
*** Because Homer makes me think of Ralph Wiggum, and I love Ralph Wiggum.