He wants to skate everyday, but has settled for twice a week. Sometimes I try for once a week and it doesn't go over so well. He cried for 45 minutes one morning because we weren't going to a free skate he likes. He had already skated twice that week.
He glides out onto the ice and it is as if he enters his own little world. He flies around weaving in and out of the other skaters. He'll race with Ella or wave to me, but lately he slides. Racing down the rink as fast as he can go and then suddenly he throws himself onto the ice to slide.
"Watch this mom!"
I wouldn't miss it, buddy.
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