All right stop.
Collaborate and listen.
… If you can tell me the next line in the song without looking it up I’ll give you a million dollars. (Or not.) (If you have to ask yourself, “What song,” you can just ignore this paragraph). And by the way I’m so tempted to write this entire post in a form of a rap. But I’ll spare you the unnecessary pain.
So anyway, we had a family first the other night! We went ice skating! For the longest time Angel has been asking to go ice skating. And when I say for the longest time I mean like years! Well, maybe just two years. But still we are very bad horrible parents and have yet to take our dear daughter ice skating! But times have changed and now instead of finding us cleaning our house, you’ll find us doing fun things like ice skating!
At first Caleb didn’t want to wear skates so he just went out in his boots. Angel did really well for her first time! She was adamant however that it was the last time we were skating but I don’t think she really meant it! We tried to encourage them by telling them about their big sister Holly and how she has her own ice skates and used to ice skate all the time and was the best ice skater ever! But they didn’t really care. (Sorry Hols. Next time you’re here to visit you’ll have to take them and show them your skills!)
For the most part we took turns pushing and pulling and picking up the kids. And we complained a lot about how old we are and that we probably wouldn’t be able to walk the next day. I also attempted to take pictures while skating and holding on to my girl, and listening to my darling husband yell at me to put my phone away.
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don’t know!
Here’s my girl in all her skating glory!
Patrick skating. Caleb sliding on boots.
Caleb falling. He pretty much did this the entire night.
All by herself!!
Come on slacker, get on the ice!
Caleb then decided he wanted to try out the skates.
Kinda like the blind leading the blind if you ask me.
Someone preferred chopping ice with their skate, as opposed to actually skating.
Then me and Hubs ditched the kids and took a little twirl around the rink by ourselves.
And the kids thought this was the best part of the night.
Yo man, let’s get out of here
Word to your mother