Luke had another ice skating lesson today. Emma wanted to skate too, but you have to be 5. We asked anyway and when they found out she'd be 5 in June, they let her try it.
The little kids use this walker thing. At first, she couldn't even move it. She got the hang of it pretty quickly though. It didn't take long for her to be brave. She kept pushing the walker further and further away. Within a half hour after first stepping on the ice, she skated the whole length of the rink - without her walker! - and only fell once about 2 feet from the end. I was a bit nervous to say the least! I was wondering why on earth we didn't strap a pillow to her bum - but she proved my nerves wrong. What a big girl :(
Luke on the other hand - well, he's fast. Just ask him. He doesn't really care so much about what the teacher says. He just wants to beat the other kids. Nevermind that they've been skating for awhile. Oh no. If the teacher says to do a certain thing with your skates, then you only have to do it for 2 seconds before you look to your left and/or right and see that someone is faster than you. Then you RUN with all your might. Yep, running on skates. Somehow it works for him. Thumbs up every time for beating the kid next to him. Oh yeah.
He got busted once and the teacher tried to slow him down. Uh-oh!!
At the end, they get free skate time. Luke slowed down to help his sister. We were a bit nervous about the blind leading the blind, but it was super-cute and quite heart warming to see him wanting to take good care of her. Ahhhh..... All the stresses of parenting are totally worth it when I see a moment like that.