Rock and Roll(erskate)

What perserverance! What strength! What determination! What a sore behind you must have!

Poor Nicky! He hasn't been skating in three years or more, and the last time he went, he lasted on skates about 5 minutes, with plenty of grown-up help. During our weekend at Cyndy's though, he didn't want his cousin Hannah to keep showing him up with her fabulous skating skills.

So he skated a few feet. And fell. And skated a few more. And fell again. But he couldn't give up! Not wearing his #4 Favre jersey! Brett would keep going! He had to try again!

Well, by the end of the night, he made it all the way around the rink without falling once. (Okay, maybe once, but I'm pretending I didn't see, okay???) Then he even skated into the *drumroll please* middle of the skate floor! And crouched and stood up again for his very first skate trick.

After that awesome display of bravery, you'd think he'd be rewarded, right? But alas, it was not to be. We went home to watch his beloved Pack lose to the Bears. Their only loss, all season, and it had to be in front of a butt-shaking, "whoop there it is" singing Uncle Barry. Oh, the humiliation! Hopefully, we'll get ours when we face his favorites, the 'Boys. (But I wouldn't count on it...)