Blades vs Wheels

When I was a little girl (not so little that it was precious but definitely younger than now), I would pretend I was an olympic ice skater. Only draw back, roller skates just don't have the same physical capacities that ice skates do. I would make up various routines and even attempt tricks. Every so often, my family would visit our local rec center to ice skate and my ambition left me. For some reason sharp blades and hard ice were a bit more intimidating then the 8 pink wheels of my roller skates. So, when I found out that here in Houston there were rink times available for families during the day, I jumped at it. I was bummed out that I couldn't be on the ice with the kids but I couldn't bail on Joaquin and I was pretty sure it wasn't safe to bjorn it up on the ice. Thank heavens we had helmets and excited kids.









Fernando asked the kids what was easier and they all agreed that ice skating was far easier. I think they forgot the death grip on the wall of the rink, but I would take that above a 30 year old mom struggling (and sweating profusely) in order to hold you up while roller skating. I loved every minute of it.