Happy, happy Monday friends! How about three cheers for it being a short week!! Which is a good thing, because I'm starting this one out already pooped! The Art Party was a big success and so much fun. I'm sorting through the mountain of pictures and hope to share it all tomorrow. Until then, here's a teaser shot of the cute birthday girl...officially six now!
But honestly, the real reason I can hardly move is because of the birthday party we attended yesterday, at an old-school skating rink! Mr. Sugarplum gives me crap about always presenting such a careful image of myself on this blog, so he dared me to show you these (horrible phone pics). Here we are getting our couples-skate on. Can't you just hear Olivia Newton John?!
We used to rollerblade a lot, but it's been decades since I was on 4-wheels. It was the first time for Babygirl, so she was like a baby giraffe learning to stand for the first time.
Right about the time I'm pretty sure my back went out, she got the hang of it. Limbo time!
I have a fairly strong competitive streak, and I love embarrassing my 10-year-old son, so I kept at it. Big tree fall hard!
The stick got the best of me, but not my girl!
I'm sore in some funky places today, and I'm a little worried about what the 30-year-old rental skates could have given me, but we're already planning our next visit. I think I'll bring my own Lysol. So how was your weekend?