Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Gonna Pay for That...

Every year over February vacation the PTA organizes a trip to the local roller skating rink for the elementary school kids and their families. Mrs. G. and I alternate years and this year was my turn to bring the kids (hence why I'm on vacation this week), and BabyGirl G. asked to bring a friend.

I had no idea that eight year old girls could giggle that much, really, I didn't...

Everyone had a good time; BabyGirl G. has balance issues on the roller skates, but TheBoy took to inline skates like he was born on them, only falling a couple of times the entire two hours we were there. I noticed him checking out the girls while we were at the roller rink; it's only a matter of time before he starts realizing they're not so yucky. I even got to meet the little redhead girl who has a crush on him - it's cute now, but in a few short years I'm going to have to put him on a short leash...

I think that I might be on the hook for not one but two pairs of inline skates, as he and I had so much fun skating around that we're going to be looking for a place or places to go skating in the springtime. I used to rollerblade back in college and graduate school, and only got out of practice when our basement flooded and ruined my skates. Looks like it's time to get a new pair...

All I know is that I'm going to be sore tomorrow, which is unfortunate, because I'm taking the kids to the Museum of Science...

That is all.

12 comments:

DaddyBear said...

8? Wait until they're 12. It's like having two twittering birds in the car.

The boy likes redheads? That's gonna hurt in the long run. I know this from experience. On the plus side, hanging around with redheads helps you to have no fear of anything else.

Stretch said...

I dated lots of redheads. Married a blond. A man has to know his limits.

Stan said...

Is it the museum of science or the museum of SCIENCE! ?

Maura said...

I tried to type several different versions of rebuttal, but failed. How about this: not all redheads deserve the rep the entire species gets.

TheMinuteman said...

Of course they giggle this much. When you hear it, make sure you're not the deer.

wolfwalker said...

"Every year over February vacation the PTA organizes a trip to the local roller skating rink..."

Roller skating rink? In New England? In February?

Reality Error. Reboot universe (Y/N)?

Old NFO said...

Exercise, it's GOOD for you! :-) And yeah, the girls get worse with the chatter/giggling... Ear protection is recommended.

Jay G said...

DaddyBear,

12 is way too close to 13. BabyGirl G. will be in a convent by that age...

Stretch,

I married a blond who reverted to brunette, does that count?

Stan,

Oh, this is definitely SCIENCE! Thomas Dolby would be proud.

Maura,

Please note that *I* use the term as in Charlie Brown's "little redheaded girl" and not as a comment on redheaded wimmin...

TheMinuteMan,

OMG that is AWESOME! BTW, got your e-mail, thanks for the note, will be reciprocated shortly.

Wolfwalker,

Yes, roller skating, not ice skating. Remember, this is the very height of ice hockey season - rink time is scarce and 'spensive now...

Old NFO,

Yeah, I'm not looking forward to the coming years. I am investing in bourbon...

Newbius said...

Mmmmm.......Redheads. :)

(In general, not the 12-year-old kind)

Ross said...

I have to admit, my first thought was to wonder if TheBoy's first name was Charlie when you mentioned the "little red-headed girl".

mrmacs said...

Jay G, did your wife gain some IQ points back when she reverted from blond to brunette?

Also, if you want roller blades and don't want to drop major dollars, look in the pawn and Starvation Army shops. Lots of folks give them a try, fall a few times, and quit. Like me. But I got them at a pawn shop and didn't lose much.

Bob H said...

If you think 2 8 year olds giggling is a bit much, imagine this scenario.
Childless 32 yo male dating a woman with an 8 yo girl. Man agrees to assist chaperoning a field trip. Man is unaware of the exact nature of the trip.
62 eight yo girls. A huge cave. Bats. Screams from all of the girls echoing through the cave.
Man on his knees wondering "where am I? and why is blood running from ears?"