Tonight I took my youngest son roller skating with his school. It must be true of all "rings" or "rinks" (depending upon where you live), that the music is ALWAYS loud and of a poorish quality and the floors are difficult for aging eyes too discern as level.
Think about it...you have paid hard-earned money to use shoes that have Heaven knows how many fungai growing in them and then....in typical Southern fasion...you go round and round in a circle. (Like NASCAR, eh?).
BUT HERE'S THE THING....as our little ones go round and round...we can't wait for them to fly by again. They wave and smile or just give the obligatory too-cool big-kid nod.. and our hearts soar. We worry if too much time elapses between passes. We squirm on our bench and cringe with every muscle as fatality after fatality is avoided. We giggle out loud at their awkwardness, spastic cat and mouse games of tag, and the ever popular ATTEMPT to dance on skates.
So...despite total exhaustion from a week riddled with "Adult Stuff"...You betcha' Alex....we certainly can come next time! I would say that was the best $4.00 I have spent all week!
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