Toe-Pick

Ice skating is part of my family.  I started out with season tickets to our local hockey team almost 12 years ago.  My sister, brother-in-law and I would sit to cheer on our Spokane Chiefs and get excited for fights and penalties.

I started watching ice skating when my oldest nephew was barely 2.  My sister strapped on skates because, even at that young age, hockey was his passion. 

I've been at the rink, no matter the season, since.  Instead of hockey this summer, I've gotten to see actual pairs skating.  My middle nephew T-Dog, who is also a hockey player, has recently started pairs skating.  I think part of it is because he's quite good at it, but also because of his partner.

It would be an understatement to say she's adorable.  The girl is absolutely cute and sweet.  Plus she kinda looks like she goes with T-Dog.

Anyway, this weekend they had their performance.  T-Dog invited 21 people to come and see him.  All 21 people showed up.  Zoe and I arrived ready to cheer him on like we would at a hockey game.  He quickly realized how many people 21 people really are and got a bit nervous.  We took up a whole seating section.

When he came out on the ice and they announced his name, the roars from our section were enough to charge the entire rink with excitement.  Then the Mission Impossible theme started and he did things like this:

He lifted her, twirled with her and looked like a pro.  Not once did his toe-pick get in the way. 

Obviously we weren't the only ones to realize how awesome they were.  They got 1st place!

T-Dog, thank you for inviting us to your pair skating debut.  I couldn't be more proud of you.  Neither could Zoe, but she would like to know if she can come over and see the flower she threw on the ice for you.  She would like to share it.

We love you T.  You always make us proud.