Have a kid who is clumsy just walking around on a good day? Slap some skates on that booger and watch hilarity ensue.
In all honesty, if the batteries were charged in my other camera, a full length video of Abby skating just might have been the next great you tube sensation. It was that funny. And the most hilarious part of all is that she seemed to think she was pretty good as she sped up and down the driveway with every limb on her lanky body just a flailing in all directions.
Knee pads...well, they were definitely a must for the kid who spent a good portion of her skating experience on the ground in positions that caused my body to ache just looking at them. Only, knee pads were something that had never crossed my mind to purchase. When I was a kid, we fell, wiped some dirt into the blood and sported our roughed up knees until they were healed enough so that we could pick the scabs until they bled all over again. Yeah, those were the days.But today...well, my kid needed knee pads. As a self-proclaimed mother of make-shift inventions, I figured that all I needed were a few rolled up washcloths and some packing tape. Voila! Redneck knee pads.
The kiddo had quite a few bruises and scrapes from today's adventure, and I sure as anything could have sworn that the tip of her tail bone would have been broken completely off and floating mindlessly around her lower half, but she seemed no worse for the wear. I give her credit though...it didn't matter how many times the kid fell, she always got right back up just a flailing as much as she did before. Graceful, she is not.