My daughters couldn't stand it anymore. The sun was shining, snow was melting, pavement was showing—why, it's practically summer. The girls grabbed their rollerblades, scooters, and skateboard, and hit the driveway. Sometimes literally.
My 9-year-old can't be stopped. First, the pogo stick. Then the ice skating. Lord, have mercy, now she's teaching herself to skateboard.
Remember roller-skating at the rink to disco music? Now it's roller-blading outside while listening to Lady Gaga on your iPod.
This kid feels the need for speed.
Watch out, Daisy Dog. She'll run you over.
Oh, dear. I've seen pictures of little country children running around barefoot and shirtless in their denim overalls . . . but what kind of horrible mother lets her daughter wear oversized gloves and play shirtless in her snowbibs?
Dinner last night: beef bolognese