Elise has been going to ice-skating lessons. After the first class Elise confided to Jeannie that she had been frightened the ice would crack and that she would fall into the water and drown. Even with that fear in her mind, she got out there on the ice and followed directions and kept working on her skating and falling skills. Daddy's little girl is a real trooper. We've since reassured her that there is no way she'll drown at the local ice arena as the ice is just inches thick. I think she felt a little less trepidation about yesterday's lesson.
She does look a little apprehensive in that photo. Good on her for pressing on!
Hmm. It's been so many years since I've been on a rink (and I was never any great shakes), I think I'll need to borrow that crutch when the Schultz Museum is in our neck of the woods (yippee!).
Um. And maybe the helmet. And some of those falling skills. Yeah.