Yesterday was a good day. We've all been sick with the cough and fever including both Jim and myself. It's never a good thing when the parents are sick right along with the kids. Laundry piles up, dishes pile up, dirty tissues pile up, the thermometer floats from room to room, makeshift beds get made in the living room etc.
So, since I was finally feeling better yesterday, we went skating. I have dubbed this the equivilant of my desire to run. I grew up playing all team sports; soccer especially. Love it, love it. But there is something about the solace in running alone, skating alone that I love too.
So when the kids got tired of skating and wanted to play in the snow instead, I helped them back into their boots and kept on skating myself. I think it must've been a good 45min. of just me going round and round. It was such a perfect morning. The sun even came out and what a delight that was.
(With all the snow around here it was simply beautiful to be skating under the sunshine for a bit)
It was Ella Jane's first time on the ice. Her skates are many years old (about 15!) and were in need of a good sharpen so she didn't really skate per se but was able to master the art of getting up by herself after sitting on the ice.
Taking both kids was a much different experience than going with only Matthew. He and I can skate in silence and enjoy ourselves immensely. We sometimes chat from time to time or show each other a new move or something. It's fun to see us be braver in what we are learning. With the two of them together there was playing and arguing. But I was impressed that they wanted to play this game where they pass the hockey puck back and forth. It was cute to watch.
And just the day we all very desparately needed. What a welcome surprise this ice rink has been to us. Thank you to my neighbors who maintain it and make us feel welcome.














