Ice Skating!

Who's bright idea was it to take a 3 year old ice skating? Oh ya, it was ours. We took Ethan to the Galleria last week to go ice skating. It sounded like a good idea at the time. He was all excited and was walking around great in the skates...until he got on the ice. He clung to the wall the whole time saying, "It's too slippery!" Yes Ethan, that's why it's called ice skating. Mondo managed to get him out in the middle of the ice a few times against his will. He never cried, just whined. I tried to go out with him but he only wanted Daddy. We stayed for about 30-45 minutes then had dinner at the Grand Luxe Cafe in the mall. Ethan chowed down on some "cheesy getti" (pasta with butter & cheese) and then he ate a huge piece of chocolate cake.

When he got into the shower that night he started crying because his toe was hurting. I looked down and he had a huge popped blister on the top of his big toe. He screamed through a super fast shower and then got a Spiderman bandaid. I guess the skates were rubbing his toe and he never said a word about it all day. I felt so bad for him!

After all was said and done he said he loved ice skating and he wanted to go again. We won't go back for a while...maybe roller skating would be better.

Ok, so he doesn't look excited but he was! This was before we got on the ice. Look at those little skates...too cute.

There's Mondo pulling him away from the wall. They were both a little wobbly at first. It provided some good laughs.

There he is back on the wall.

Coming to take a little break. He was sweating.

Here he is clinging to the wall. That's where he "skated" most of the time.

Caleb and I entertained ourselved by taking some pics.

He was talking to me.

Here's Ethan's giant chocolate cake.

He tore it up! He usually only eats the icing but that cake was awesome.