This afternoon Elaina and I spent a couple of hours at our town's roller rink for a classmate's birthday party, and let me tell you, I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. This was her first time on skates and I'll try to give you a visual: imagine a giraffe on ice. Elaina nailed the imitation to perfection. Thirty seconds after donning the skates she exclaimed, "Whoa, this is harder than it looks!" and another 45 seconds after that, while clinging to dear life to the half wall along the benches, she shouted, "Mom! I want you to come skate with me!". Her death grip on the wall - like a fly stuck to a sticky trap - did little to keep her on eight wheels.
|Midway to yet another collapse. One of her least entertaining falls of the day, I assure you.|
However, those days were a life time ago and I haven't donned a pair of roller skates since early junior high. Lacing up the rented skates this afternoon brought dual waves of nostalgia and dread over me as I contemplated just how badly I could hurt myself while keeping my pride in tact in front of a group of six year olds and their parents. I was fairly certain before the day was over I was going to be calling The General en route to the emergency room.
I'm happy to report that despite numerous spectacular falls from Elaina (two of which resulted in a minor forehead contusions after a run-in with both the roller rink floor and the bathroom counter top and another two falls that sent me to the ground with her as a result of tripping over her), neither of us were injured beyond a few bruises. I was seriously concerned that I was going to lose control of my bladder as hard as I was laughing during her first trip around the rink, but by about the third trip around we was starting to get the groove. We switched out her skates for a pair that strap onto her street shoes and that, coupled with her increasing confidence, seemed to make all the difference. I nearly lost her again, though, as she seemed to forget that dancing on roller skates - especially dancing as vigorously as she does - is a very different ballgame. She really had to reign in it during "Boyfriend" and "I'm Sexy and I Know It" to keep from injuring herself.
|Elaina and her friend, the birthday girl|