You Do the Hokey Pokey

Man, I love a good roller skating rink. Armed with fantastic memories of disco balls and limbo bars from 25+ years ago, I took the boys last week to weigh down their little legs with some big honkin' skates. They asked about inline skates (and, admittedly, the rink did have them), but I wanted them to have the authentic experience. Let's lace up some 5 lb fungal hooves on your feet.

They practiced for a bit on pint-sized walkers and locked wheels. And then: we loosened the wheels and they skated awkwardly like little newborn giraffes trying to walk for the first time. I loved it and I think they did, too. When the lights went down and the laser lights started with some horrific Alvin and the Chipmunks cover of Destiny's Child songs began, they were all like, "Say Whaaaat?" And I said "What, boys. What, indeed."

The rink on a Tuesday morning is the perfect time for learning the Hokey Pokey on wheels.