If you read both
His and this blog, then some of the pictures will be a repeat.
Santa brought the girls some roller skates, as per their request. Good thing we live in Florida, where today the temperature was expected to reach a record 82 degrees today. Yes, winter. I laugh in the face of winter. The rest of the United States is snowed in under inches and inches of snow. And we went to the park.
Now, the girls have skates, but have no idea how to make them work. As luck would have it, our local high school has a roller hockey rink attached to a playground. How do you spell fun times?
Abbie fared decently enough. She is actually able to move herself without falling. Anna, on the other hand...
She spent a good amount of time on her behind. But it didn't seem to bother her much.
Miles got lucky and has inherited a scooter from Anna.
And he's young enough, that he doesn't even care that it's bright pink.
And yes. Even I got in on the action:
I would estimate that I've not worn my rollerblades in at least 5 years.
And Lucas, well, he just dressed the part:
Sweet shoes, eh? And yes, he's standing by himself.
(All pictures at the rink were taken by Matt. The rest were taken by me.)
After we'd skated up a good sweat, we headed to the playground for a couple of minutes.
There was some slide-fun. And some swing-fun.
And my baby girl grew up before my very eyes.
(Sometimes she just looks so much older than 6).
Miles showed us how tough he is.
And how sweet he can be.
(Love that kid!)
And Lucas was in awe of all the fun to be had at the park (in DECEMBER!).
But he found himself something fun AND delicious!
And we felt like good parents for taking pictures instead of intervening.
