This last Sunday we decided to bring Breck to open skate.
We found skates from a friend, geared up, and off we went.
Breck was so excited!! He giggled as his dad tightened his skates, then impatiently waited for his dad to tighten his own.
His cousins were there to "help" out their little buddy on the ice by taking a hand or giving him a push on the chair.
All in all our first time on the ice went pretty good. He fell, got back up, fell, and fell. But the best part was he just smiled the whole time and didn't want to give up. We had to drag him off the ice as his dads back was sore! Old man :)
Here's to another Sunday night of skating...this time with his mom. Who will fall more? Me or Mr. B?!?
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