Shockingly, the elementary school in Cottonwood buses grades K thru 4 to Lewiston (an hour north of here) and takes everyone skating for two hours. This year, due to budget constraints, several parents donated money to help pay for transportation.
Morgan had never skated before. He was all smiles before he went out on his skates. Then he tried skating. By the end of one lap around the rink, he was complaining loudly that "This is hard!" Yup. I know it looks easy, buddy, but it's NOT! He completed three laps and had had enough. He went off to play with his friends, and spend his money on concessions! He was so proud of the "souvenir" he bought himself. . . . A skull key chain for 50 cents! He was surprisingly frugal with his money!
Ellea was such a good sport about going around the rink at my turtle-slow pace. She has skated a fair amount on her roller blades in our basement. We did good. No falling down except for once when I stopped us in the middle of the floor to talk to Morgan about his technique. Someone ran into Ellea and knocked her down. How rude.
Glenn came and watched (and took pictures). I suggested he could give skating a try, but he's never tried out wheeled-shoes and didn't think he wanted to take up the sport so late in life. Party pooper! Who's the party pooper now?!!
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