At the Skating Rink

The camera was on the brink. Add that to the motion of kids wanting to glide on the skates, and most pictures here are fuzzy. But, let it still be documented that we made it to the local ice skating rink this past week. Tho the building is completely new, from the rec center I grew up with, I still flashed back to my neighborhood boys who worked the counter there as our skates were handed over. Fun times. And, living in the present, I've gotta say there's not much cuter than seeing the three in the itty-bitty skates!




Matt and I knew we'd be outnumbered. But, we'd promised the girls we'd go as a family. Matt hauled Tyler around for several loops (Matt's poor back). Tyler wasn't as willing to dangle along on one hand, as Paige was. Thankfully, the girls were willing to sit sideline a few times and wait while Matt or I would take each one-on-one. And, thankfully, Meg quickly went solo along the wall. Wasn't long before she could easily maneuver around some orange cones and survive among the public crowd in the middle. Tho there were many falls, she got up each time with a huge smile on her face. In her words, "there was one time it hurt when I fell, and I wanted to cry, but I didn't. I got back up and told myself to keep going." Hurrah for her perseverance!

Wasn't long before Tyler loudly insisted to "GO!" out the open corner each time we skated past the exit. So, he and I took off our skates and sat up in the bleachers for the last while. He was content to pace back and forth along the bench. With classic tunes blaring on the loud speakers, I was able to sit back and watch Matt out on the ice with the two girls. Always fun to see them interact! As fun as seeing their individual personalities press against the glass each time they passed by.