This past weekend Wal signed me up for skiing lessons. I cursed. I stamped my feet. I was sick to my stomach. I.DID.NOT.WANT.TO.GO.NOT.ONE.LITTLE.BIT. Some of you might remember that I once skied down a mountain. In France. With real snow. So why was I freaking out about skiing down an indoor ski centre? I don’t have the foggiest idea, all I know is I wasn’t happy! As you’d expect I had a blast! I’m looking forward to doing it again.
On Sunday I decided that Squidge needed to get back on her bike. She is a pro at riding but not starting off and I was determined that she would learn today! So off we all went on our bikes. There was lots of cheering “you can do it!” and “Oooooh! Almost had it that time!” I think the thing that did it was promising her that the harder she tried and the better she did the bigger the bowl of ice cream she could have. Now I don’t know about your kid but mine will do just about anything for ice cream. At one point her bowl was as big as her Daddy’s head and if you’ve ever seen her Daddy’s head you’d know that is one HUMUNGOUS bowl. Well folks I’m pleased to say that she was taking off on her own before we got to the end of our road. We live in the middle/upper end so it wasn’t long before she got the hang of it. Once at the park she did a bit more practicing then it was time to fly our kite. Oh did I forget to mention that I had bribed her with ice cream AND kite flying? Sorry folks, bribery, it’s how I roll!
Sometimes it’s the simple things that make your day. We had an absolutely fantastic time riding bikes and flying kites. So much so that we went back the next day! Oh and in case your wondering Squidge had an enormous bowl of ice cream with sprinkles, chocolate chips, pink edible glitter, popping candy, chocolate sauce and whipped cream. Nirvana for my girlie!
So tell me what you did for fun this weekend?