Roller Derby Redefined

On Saturday we spent 2.5 hours at the rollerskating rink. I'm happy to report only minor changes have taken place. Instead of decorations in browns and oranges, it's blues and oranges. The food counter has extended into a toy counter. They play music from SpongeBob SquarePants. Which had me the most confused since I don't watch a sea sponge. All the kids really enjoyed yelling his name as loud as possible. Our ears are still ringing.

Some things have remained the same. It does have a distinct odor and the skates are the same ones I wore 20 years ago.

The morning started out with some presents from G.G. She got the girls new rollerblades, which they eagerly wanted to take with them.





D's are pink.

E's are purple (and a little blurry - sorry!).



We got to the rink and it wasn't too packed. N got his blades on and convinced me that only 30 or so small children would witness me falling. I got some skates on too.

N took Zoe for a lap, but he got in trouble for carring a child. We decided to find out if they had some in her size.

Apparently the roller rink caters to the toddler crowd.

Zoe was so excited that she would get some skates too. Then she stood up and realized she had wheels on her feet. This led to much wailing and gnashing of teeth.

Her skate lesson only lasted 15 seconds. Everyone has to start somewhere.

I ran around the rink trying to take pictures of D & E with their friends. I could only keep up with E and her friends who were sitting down. As my nephew T-Dog said, "I skate like a girl."

Here is E with her friends Sierra and Savannah.

Apparently not only SpongeBob is a must at the rink, but so are blinky pacifiers. All the girls HAD.TO.HAVE.ONE.

Zoe got a huge kick out of the fact that her older sisters and their friends had binkies too. They bonded.

D & E had a blast. After 2.5 hours, they were a sweaty, tired mess. Along with all their friends.

You know a party's a hit when you have binkies and sweat running down your face.