No Owie Skates!

Rooney and I do alot of fun things during the week. When you have an active toddler, you've got to be active (or go out of your mind). One of the really fun activities I started going to was Toddler Roller Skating at a local skating rink. For $4 your toddler can skate or you can skate and push your kid in a stroller. We've been going for a little while now and Rooney would never let the roller skates anywhere near him. He kept thinking he was going to get hurt so I would wear the skates. I don't think I've worn roller skates in at least 20 years (I can't believe I can say that!) and being at the skating rink really reminded me of jr. high. I was starting to get delusions of being the Dorothy Hamill of the roller skating world again.

This time was different. I don't know if it was because Aunt Annie was with us or what but Rooney wanted to wear the skates! He said to us several times, in a reassuring tone, "No Owie Skates". He had himself convinced. Once I got him on the floor he was off. He really didn't want me to hold him and once he finally fell he seemed to enjoy it. So much so he started doing it on purpose.

He might not be the next Scott Hamilton of the roller skating world (but that's probably OK) but he does appear to be a chip off the ol' block. Hopefully he never experiences the big goose egg on his forehead that I did when I was a few years older than him. If he were to enjoy that well...we'd have more to worry about than a possible concussion.