The rink

When we un-hoarded our basement two years ago, one of the goals we had was to have a wide, clear loop for the boys to ride their bikes around during the cold months. Gotta get that energy out somehow. That's what we did, and over the last two winters, the loop has gotten some good use.

Though you may argue otherwise seeing the photos below, by my standards the basement is still fairly clean and pretty well organized. The loop is intact. So I had no problem when the boys wanted to go down there and play last night. Trey shot a little ball and Aden "doodled", as he calls it. They rode their scooters and tricycles some, ho hum.

Until Daddy showed up. Magically, our basement was transformed into a roller rink.

And so it was in a dingy, dimly lit room, "Once Bitten Twice Shy" and "Come Together" blaring on an old radio, that we spontaneously created a beautiful memory. All three of my boys flying around the loop, smiling from ear to ear. Trey and Aden listening as we reminisced about our rollerskating days, and Brandon teaching them about reverse skate and couples skate and stopping at the little half-wall opening to take a break. Love it.

A bland evening turned extraordinary.

And this could very well be a bad judgment call, but I think it might just be fantabulous if exploration season could include a trip to a rollerskating rink. Maybe next year...