On Sunday, I took Alice skating. She seemed interested and I like a good excuse to get her away from the TV.
Since she can’t manage skates, we borrow a sled hockey sled from the rink. Hauling her out on the ice is a bit harrowing since the transition is tricky. I’m on the ice, skating backwards, hauling 130 pounds from a high friction surface to a low friction surface.
A woman seeing us remarked, “I wish I could have one of those!” I replied, “well, the price is pretty high” “Oh? How much?” “You have to have a stroke at birth.” And then we skated off.
After a couple laps, I made a point of apologizing for being snippy. Some days I just don’t have the patience.