Right in the center of our city is the cutest little outdoor skating rink. It's become a tradition for our family to go at least once during the winter...this year, the kids are determined that we are going to go at least SIX times.
This rink is where all of kiddos have taken their 1st spin on the ice. Before kids, Jer and I would come here for a fun inexpensive date. This simple little place holds so many sweet happy memories.
This trip was BabyZ's 1st time on the ice. He could tell that all of siblings were pumped for what was coming, so he also got excited. Unfortunately, I don't think he's quite a fan, yet. The skates didn't quite work they way he thought they should.
He took the falls like a champ. He didn't cry at all; he just didn't see the point of why we insisted he keep these ridicules things on his feet. At one point he decided it was better to just to roll around on the ice than to try to walk on it.
Luckily, mommy's arms and hot chocolate makes everything better.
Little Lady was happy when BabyZ left the ice; because that meant, for a bit, she got Dada all to herself.
This next picture makes my heart so happy - I love that my kiddos are also such good friends. When she got cold Little Lady watched the boys skate from the warming box. They kept stopping by, encouraging her to come back out.
Mini Man cracks me up - he is so fearless! As soon as he got on to the ice he started trying to skate backwards and spin.
Do you have any local spots that have become precious; not because it's fancy, but because it's the place of happy memories?