A couple of Sundays ago, Nico's good school buddies had a play date. One thing led to another and we all decided to take the boys ice skating. Wyat (in the red) and Alex (in the blue) are both taking hockey and skating lessons, so their skating was pretty good. They also had all the equipment- so they bombed around the rink having a blast.
Given that this was only Nico's 3rd time skating, he wasn't as good. He wasn't wearing pads- except for the helmet. So, when he crashed, he was crashing on flesh. He must have fallen down 100 times. But he got up every time. And didn't cry.
The cool thing up here, is that there are a ton of setups where you can take skating lessons. There will be a 4 or 5 session skating class where you learn the fundamentals and when you can prove that you're not an absolute menace to society, you get to move onto playing hockey. Which is cool and that Nico wants to do, in addition to lacrosse and baseball.
Turns out that all this school and work nonsense just gets in the way of Nico playing sport and Dave/Me ferrying Nico to sport.
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