Yesterday was Family Day, a holiday for many Albertans including Craig for once. Actually, he had Presidents day off, not Family Day. But it doesn't matter, we were all home together.
All four of us have been sick but yesterday we thought we felt good enough to do something. Why not a family skate? So off to an indoor rink we went.
Everyone had a great time, the boys laughing at me for my slow skating. Hey, I have my first pair of skates in about 20 years, and that ice is much harder at 42 then it ever was at 12. Speed is not my goal at the moment.
The boys are improving. They played tag with Daddy while I practiced not falling.
At one point, I skated up to Matthew, who had fallen again. His pants were soaked from falling. I asked him if he was having a fun time.
"This is GREAT Mommy!" he said as he hopped up and skated away.
I watched him skate. It isn't the prettiest sight. His left foot is not strong and wobbles terribly without his AFO. He tried to skate with mostly his right. And he spends a lot of time on his butt. But that doesn't matter to him. What matters is he can go faster then Mommy and it is a lot of fun.
And you know what? That is all that matters to me too. I know he will never be a Gretzky. That's not what I want. His name isn't Wayne, his name is Matthew.
And he is a great one.
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