Last night, we took the kids skating with Seth’s Cub Scout troop. It was their Christmas party and our last scouting event of 2016. Poor Seth couldn’t stay upright on his skates to save his life, but he had a blast! Every time he fell he’d laugh and smile, but I think after a while he got frustrated with it and decided he’d rather play video games. We let him play a couple of vintage games- a little bit of Street Fighter II and one round of Galaga- now those are real video games! I’m refusing to admit my age.
Hawk is small enough to wear the adjustable plastic skates, and they have a much wider profile, smaller wheels and tighter bearings- easy peasy. So, we couldn’t get him off the rink! He kept going around and around, and the truth is that most of the older boys were also falling all over the place, so every time someone else would fall, Hawk would throw himself down right beside them and laugh hysterically. That kid is a real character.
Later on, after everyone else began to pack up and leave, Seth ventured back to the rink and practiced some more. I think he likes the solitude for practice- when things are not so chaotic and he doesn’t feel like he’s being watched. And what do you know? The more he worked at it, the steadier on his feet he became. I met him out in the middle of the rink and he exclaimed over the music, “Look, Mommy! I’m better at it now that when we first got here.” He was so proud, and I hated to tell him we needed to pack up and come home.
Seth decided when we left that he wants to have his birthday party at that skating rink. It would be great for a party- this small-town rink is so tiny and quiet. It wouldn’t be so overwhelming as the more popular rink down the road. We don’t usually have big birthday parties for the kids- we keep it low key and modest- but I must admit that I’m a little tempted to spring at that request! I actually didn’t even plan to skate up, but they didn’t have skates to fit Eric’s submarine feet and I had to so I could accompany Hawk (though Seth wound up needing the most help). But I caught myself having a lot more fun than I planned and quite honestly can’t wait to get back into another pair of skates!
Don’t worry, I won’t be joining the roller derby anytime soon. My sister has some experience with derby, and I’ve seen the aftermath of a good bout all over her extremities. I’m not such a sucker for punishment, and bruising isn’t really my color. But I could definitely see myself becoming a rink rat one day when the kids are a bit older. Or now maybe? I wouldn’t rule out that possibility!