We went roller skating tonight for the first time in… well, ever, for most of us. My husband and I have never been roller skating together, and we go back 11 years, so needless to say, none of the kids have tried it before tonight. The kids had a great time, and I was surprised to see how well our 3-year-old picked it up! It doesn’t surprise me too much though – she’s always been the “physical” one. Our 8-year-old is more creative and into arts and crafts than physical stuff, but she did well too… I was surprised that when she kept falling, she didn’t get frustrated or upset or cry (for the first hour anyway) because she is a perfectionist with a VERY low pain tolerance. Sure enough, by the end of the night, Taylor (the 8-year-old) was “hurt” and crying. It was still lots of fun though. And, living in an area with a small population is where the title The Mayor and the Macerena comes in – The mayor is the owner of the skating rink, and was spinning the tunes tonight. When he played Macarena, hilarity ensued – I think he has the skating rink so he has a place to blast his ’80’s and 90’s music.
ROLLER SKATING?! Been years and well…. let’s just say it is not pretty.
I still have a pair of inline skates gathering dust, barely worn…
Guess it is something everyone does less after the teen years… I didn’t try – not confident enough on my feet to risk anything happening to the baby. Maybe later this summer or fall we’ll go back so I can take a few spills…