I
was tempted to cross off #36 on my own over my lunch hour. I am so
glad I decided against such a practical, bland option. As we
approached the ice, Cadence kept saying, “I'm scared. Oh, I'm
scared. Hold my hand. Stay close to me.” But then she got on the
ice and pretty much didn't look back. She took to ice skating the
way she has taken to almost everything else—immediately.
It
would seem that as we skated on the Steinberg Ice Rink in Forest Park
to cross the item off the list, a new tradition was born.
I
took the day before Thanksgiving as a vacation day because I was
getting close to losing vacation days and because Cadence was out of
school and I wanted to spend the day before our first holiday apart
with her. I envision us spending the day before Thanksgiving on the ice in Forest Park in coming years. I love new traditions!
I
didn't spend much time practicing what I've been learning in my
classes. There were too many people with too many varying skill
levels. I was determined to be available for Cadence and to not fall
down myself. But I do look forward to when I have more skill and
tricks on the ice.
We
spent nearly three hours on the ice. She kept looking up at me with a
smile on her face. “I am having such a good time. This is the best
day. Thank you for paying for our skates.” That girl, and her
awareness of things like cost of skates, takes my breath away
constantly.
The
warm temperature (upper 50s) created a layer of water on the ice so
when Cadence fell, her mittens, and then the mittens I loaned her got
soaked. Luckily it was warm enough outside that we could go without
them (though you know I would have preferred warm dry mittens.)
While
it was warm for November, the wind was strong and made the day feel
cooler than it was.
We
took a break for hot chocolate (nothing warm about the hot
chocolate—tongues were burned and ice obtained to cool down the
drinks), and then we walked to the firepit outside the rink. The
giant fire pit was cozy, and would be a welcome relief on a day when
fingers and toes sting with frigid temperatures.
We
stopped two other times. Once to approach a local reporter and her
cameraman to cover the season opening of the rink. Cadence was ready
to walk right up to the reporter. She stood by as she watched other
little girls talk with the reporter. The camera was positioned just
outside the rink. I never dreamed we'd be seen in the background
b-roll of this newscast, but we were! You can see a fuzzy pink
coated girl with a teal stocking cap and her black vested mama in a
denim skirt skating a few feet behind her. That's us!
I
marveled at how quickly she picked up the skating. And how tough she
was when she fell down. She hit the ice pretty hard with her knees a
few times. That night she lamented the bruising and how tender her
knees were, but she still smiled hours later.
My
child would still be skating if I would have let her. Three hours on
the ice wore me out, but man, did we have a good time. I've promised
her we'll go again this season. “And let's not plan to do anything,
but skate all day,” Cadence added.
My
list has expanded my horizons, but it's also expanded my daughter's.
And for that I am deeply grateful.
Two days later, we were in the car headed to visit our grandfather. She was sitting in the backseat with my computer on her lap. "Whatcha workin' on?" I asked her.
"I'm writing about my ice skating experience." my girl answered. She agreed to share her account on my blog. Enjoy!
on
wednesday I got to go ice skating with my mom . It was so much fun. I
fell a couple times but it did not really hurt. I got a lot of bruses
on my knees. A lot of people dropped their phone and got wet. My mom
taught me some tricks, like the swizzle, that she has been learning at her ice skating
classes . The people dropped their phone because they were acting
crazy and fell and dropped their phone in the puddles on top of the
ice. There was also a fire pit. Me and my mom got to have really good
hot coco. It was really GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was really fun.
On our way to the ice. Look, she's still standing! |
My brave girl trying something new. |
I can see the future teen and young woman in that face. |
We added this pin to our travel collections. Tourists in our own town. |
She wanted so badly to talk with the news reporter. |
That smile says it all. |
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