So, Dan's work has a party for all of their employees at the Olympic Oval in West Valley City. It sounded like it would be a lot of fun and they said that there would be free nachos and a potato bar...you can't go wrong with that, right? So, even though our boys had never been on roller blades, let alone ice skates (or ice skiis, as Jesse calls them), we decided that we would attend said party.
The best part was observing the very different personalities of our sons as they both stepped onto the ice for the first time. James was oh so cautious. He fell down quite a bit and was embarrassed because he didn't want anyone to see him fall. I pointed out that there were at least 10 other kids his age and they were flailing all over the ice as well....but I don't think that made him feel better. Luckily, after 3 on the verge of tear laps around the oval, James was all smiles and in his chipper voice proclaimed that we should come back at least once a week. Oh, and he wants ice skates for Christmas.
Jesse, on the other hand, leaped onto the ice, with his helpful ice walker in hand. With no hesitation or prodding at all from his parents, he stormed out on the ice in a full on sprint. He would then slide several feet till he either came to a stop or fell down on his butt, laughing all the way. Immediately, he would get back up and do it all over again. Around and around.
Can I just tell you that the combination of chasing a crazy three year old around and trying to keep a wobbly seven year old from falling, while you yourself are balancing on thin metal blades on ice, is a terrific butt and thigh workout.
The best part was observing the very different personalities of our sons as they both stepped onto the ice for the first time. James was oh so cautious. He fell down quite a bit and was embarrassed because he didn't want anyone to see him fall. I pointed out that there were at least 10 other kids his age and they were flailing all over the ice as well....but I don't think that made him feel better. Luckily, after 3 on the verge of tear laps around the oval, James was all smiles and in his chipper voice proclaimed that we should come back at least once a week. Oh, and he wants ice skates for Christmas.
Jesse, on the other hand, leaped onto the ice, with his helpful ice walker in hand. With no hesitation or prodding at all from his parents, he stormed out on the ice in a full on sprint. He would then slide several feet till he either came to a stop or fell down on his butt, laughing all the way. Immediately, he would get back up and do it all over again. Around and around.
Can I just tell you that the combination of chasing a crazy three year old around and trying to keep a wobbly seven year old from falling, while you yourself are balancing on thin metal blades on ice, is a terrific butt and thigh workout.
I am just so happy to see you finally joined the blogging world!! I will show you how to link to our site tonight at Drew's party:) Welcome! Welcome! So happy to read about you guys!!! Love you!
ReplyDelete