Gliding

The kids and I have been bitten by the ice skating bug in recent times, if such a thing exists. D was invited to go with some friends during the July school holidays and I decided to go along seeing as the last time I went was about 24 years ago!





Oh boy were we bad. The boy stuck to the sides like glue, except for when his friend's parents took pity and helped him round several times. I was able to move from the edge eventually. Only fell the once (but boy did it hurt. That ice is harder than I remembered! And as someone commented, I surely DO have more padding than I used to.)




So after the holidays I looked up lessons and we've been going Saturday mornings ever since, and often on Thursday nights too.

The best thing is that it is not only D and me but the other two have joined in as well. Atti especially. He flails about and constantly falls (you should see his knees - almost completely purple) but he perseveres. I have never seen him try so hard at something. It's a joy to see!