Showing posts with label skating lessons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skating lessons. Show all posts

Monday, February 13, 2012

Our Weeks in Pictures

We have had a fun two weeks. Here is our life in pictures:

Sleeping in the clubhouse


My brother- and sister-in-law slept in the shed the night of my husband's birthday last week and since then we have done it twice. Our guy would like to do it nightly.

Skating competition





My guy had his first skating competition last Saturday. He was announced; skated by himself (including going backwards, jumping and turning around); waved and blew kisses to his fans; and then stood on the podium to get his first-place medal. It was fantastic.

Skating on the lake


While the warm weather didn't help our backyard rink, it made the ice on the lake beautiful. We spent several hours on the ice both on sleds and on skates.

My brother and I had a race. I had a 20-foot head start and he skated backwards. He won. I was proud I stayed on my feet.

Registered for kindergarten



My guy was registered for kindergarten last week. It might have been the kindergarten room filled with toys, the gym and the stage or the playground, but E talked about his school for the rest of the weekend.

New furniture


My parents, aunts and uncle gave us my grandmother's dining suite, which includes this beautiful hutch. It is now full of my grandmother's dishes and Harley mugs.

Goodbye, beautiful bowl


My good friend, AC, gave me this bowl – which always reminds me of the bowl from Anne of Green Gables - as a wedding gift. There has been a crack in it for years but last week the bowl gave out. Goodbye, beautiful bowl. I miss you.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Thursday’s Ramble


After our son’s recent skate, the instructor commented to us that our guy is quite the negotiator.

My husband and I laughed out loud because as E was skating, we could tell he was trying to make a deal with the instructor and we were pleased to see she wasn’t buying it.

Our guy is a master negotiator often starting his sentence with “I have an idea.”

Bad Drivers
I was cursing the other drivers on the road recently but when I arrived in to work and attempted to do some writing, I noticed my fingers appeared to be on the wrong keys and everything was going wrong.
Sorry drivers, perhaps it wasn’t you but me.

Seasonal Affective Disorder
I have noticed that since I had my son and received fantastic hours at work, I haven’t been that affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD).

It might be the combination of having someone else to worry about and returning home when it’s still light outside that has help. However, I still find I am more tired than normal.

Bring on the cold, maybe

SAD might also be kept at bay because of our weird weather this year. The temperature changes often - sometimes warm, sometimes cold.

The bad part about the not-so-cold weather is the chance of freezing rain increases. I would rather deal with a blizzard than freezing rain. So bring on the cold?

Thursday, January 12, 2012

My Heart Swells With Pride

Last night my son wore skates on the ice for the first time in his life.

At 6 p.m., I put him in the arms of one of his skating instructors. He was pushed to a spot in the middle with other children who obviously had more experience on the ice than he did.

While the other kids were getting up and falling down (ouch), our guy stayed close to the instructor - on his bum.

For the rest of the class he stayed close to one instructor who held him and skated with him around the ice.

Eventually, she started teaching and he started learning.

She let go. Our guy stayed standing. I am not sure he even realized he was doing it.

He fell down. She showed him how to get up. She pushed him around the ice with her arms around his middle and he was using his feet. He stood with his arms straight out.

And then, he was skating.

She let him go and he would take several steps on his own before losing his balance and falling into the instructor’s arm.

Then it happened. He skated several steps into her outstretched arms and he arrived there without falling.

In the course of a half hour lesson, my guy was skating – and having fun.