I dig her sense of style. Yesterday she wore neon pink leggings, a multi-colored skirt my mom made her, and a printed purple top. With her skates, of course. Today she’s wearing purple jeans, a navy blue polka dotted short sleeved top, and a long sleeved white t-shirt underneath (pretty calm for her, actually), but she’s still got her skates on.
I love that she loves rollerskating — I did, too. Maybe lots of people would die of shock to find out I let her skate inside, but this house is for living in, and there isn’t anywhere she can skate outside with all this snow.
B. got these skates with birthday money sent by his sweet grandparents. His sense of style includes seeing how long he can wear his PJs and whether or not I’ll let him wear them to the store (confession, sometimes I do).
If anyone was wondering, I still love my carbonized bamboo floors, and they’re officially into their 9th year. Roller skating hasn’t seemed to do anymore damage than kids + dogs do.
Maybe we can clear out a big section of the shop and turn it into a roller skating rink. It’s so cold out there, though. We’re only heating it a tiny bit to keep pipes from freezing. It’s not a real pleasant place to hang out this time of year.
Have any locals tried out the roller rink in Ammon? We drive by it all the time but I’ve never gotten up the nerve to check it out. Maybe we’ll go on Miss K’s next ‘mom day.’
And this one doesn’t have anything to do with rollerskating — I just love listening to them both practice in the mornings.