Today Sadie went to a birthday party at the roller skating rink. It was the birthday of my running buddy's daughter, Olivia. It wasn't the shortest party ever, luckily we had three hours at the rink. The first hour was spent trying desperately to keep Sadie on her feet. I have never seen long skinny arms and legs flail in so many directions. Not to mention the painful sound of elbows, knees, and butt bones (there is no padding there) smacking into hardwood floors. However, after the first hour I am pleased to say Sadie finally started getting the hang of it. She only fell on average one and a half times per lap around the rink. She was determined, she broke only for a quick bite of hot dog and for cake (gifts to be opened later). She had a blast. I skated slowly along behind or at arm's length (so she wouldn't lean over onto me which would cause her to begin falling as her skates turned haphazardly in a counterclockwise sort of direction thus resulting in Sad...
Well now they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road -Lynyrd Skynyrd