Ice-Skating

I don't really know to title this post as the day was a roller coaster of emotions.  We started the evening out all excited to head to dinner and the ice-rink only to hit terrible traffic.  We met up with friends at dinner only have one of the LONGEST dinners ever-not by choice, you can imagine two hours with all the little ones...I think we ate all their bread, and could have just walked out satisfied with that and our drinks.  Anyway, we made it to the rink before closing-big excitement and managed to get three sets of skates on the kids.  It was a bunch-all skating and three baby's in strollers watching from the sidelines.  The kids had a great time...it was a work out for us adults but still fun.  Ron zoomed around with the kids, Andrea loved to go fast and just sit and eat ice.  Becca actually was able to go around the rink with little help, although she did fall on her face-causing some tears.  She is a tough little girl and was back out telling me she didn't want to hold my hand.  Brayden was all over the place this year, skating fast and crazy.  It was the perfect night, cool but not freezing.

  The bunch, minus two more strollers with the babies

I was surprised at how much fun Andrea had.  She didn't ever want to come off the ice for a break.

 I think Becca was pretty intent on learned to skate by herself, she was pretty serious always wanting to try going around the rink by herself.

Brayden and his buddy-they had such a fun time.

I guess I do have to include the ending to our evening, another emotion of the night..shear sickness in my stomach and guilt.  I ended up running over Brayden's finger with my skate, skating too fast, too close....I SHOULD KNOW BETTER!!  Anyway, it was a wild end to the night I don't even know how we got every one's shoes on.  I was so worried to look at Brayden's hand after holding pressure unsure of what I was going to find. Thankfully all fingers were still attached. We ended up spending a long time at the ER and are headed to Out Pt surgery tomorrow AM so the hand surgeon can cover up the gash I left in the top of his finger.  Brayden was a trooper-his biggest concern was having to go to the ER and not knowing what the DR was going to do.  As we drove away from the ice-rink he was sobbing in the back seat "I have never had damage done to my body before"  You never know what they are thinking.