Toe pick

For anyone who doesn't know I grew up in Colorado. It is a cold state and so one would think that i would have gone ice skating before, but that is not the case. Year after year winter would come and go and i would still forget to ice skate. Until this year, Michael finally took Averi and me ice skating. The night we went was freezing of course, so we all bundled up in our warm winter clothes and laced up our boots and gave it a go. Averi loves doing anything active so right off the bat she was loving it. The only problem is she is in this "I can do it my self" faze so she insisted on going around the rink all by herself while holding on to the railing. It was slow going but she was definitely doing it. And then there was me, I automatically thought i was going to do really embarrassing things like flail about and fall flat on my rump. But to my surprise in I didn't fall and only flailed a little. Michael had been before so as he so humbly put it he was "a born ice skater". We all had a couple of turns around the rink and eventually were frozen so we decided to trade in our skates and grab hot cups of cocoa that warmed us right up. As we were leaving Averi said that she would never do that again because "Now my feet aren't working right. They keep trying to slide but they won't anymore. They are so confused!" I have to say that after all these years of waiting to go ice skating it might not have been all i was dreaming of but it was pretty fun and it made for a wonderful memory.