Rollerblading

Yesterday we went to the playground and the girls grabbed a bike and a scooter. I grabbed my 20, haven't been touched in 19, year old roller blades. Yes, our garage is a disaster. We went off, and at the park I made the kids stand next to me so they could break my fall when I wiped out. The middle one said, "Oh, Mom, you'll be able to do it. You're great at everything you try." So uplifting! And yet... now I just have to wonder when that sweet loving image she has of me will someday (many many many years from now) be shattered.

Here's a sketch from the same park a couple of days earlier. Someone else's kids...