From Presidents to Rolly Skates...

This year is turning out to be a year of firsts. Obviously the biggest being our first non-Caucasian President. My first job interview of the year coming up this Friday. My first time attempting custom jewelry in the shop. But I think pictured below is the most comical. My two sons perfectly spaced 12 1/2 years apart. One age 16 and one age 3.....and a half. That half part is important when you are so little you know. But scrolling through my recent photos on my camera I realised I had a back to back pictures of the teenager with his first set of wheels, and also the little one on his first set of wheels. Wont be long till we have the picture of the little one off to kindergarten while his big bruddah is off to college! Anyhoo..We went "rollyskatin" for the first time a few days ago. Oh that was an adventure! He did exceptionally well though practicing first on the carpet and then braving the "ice" as he called it. It did look like ice all blue and lit up. He finally decided he wanted to do it himself so I let him. He would scoot along at about 0.000002 miles per hour and look up and smile the biggest smile and say "wook at how fast I am going Mommy!". Precious. Until we had to go potty. And to my horror the potty floor was concrete. Slick smoooooooth concrete. Ever take a 3 year old to the potty on rolly skates? BOTH of you on rolly skates? If you ever do I highly recommend using the handicap stall because it at least has rails to hold on to. I will leave the unpleasant details to your imagination of a wobbly Mommy on rolly skates trying to guide a wobbly little one on rolly skates rolling around a bathroom stall trying to get britches up and down while hanging on for dear life to the hand rails trying desperately not to fall head first in the potty. Maybe next time I will remove my rollyskates for such an occasion.