
What's better than a fresh blanket of white, a pair of skates and a sled? As a child, who grew up in Michigan, this is what dreams were made of!
I loved {and still do} to ice skate. My father took me for my first lesson when I was just a small little lady. He was an amazing skater. I loved to sit and watch him as he glided, and jumped. We went to the "old rink" at MSU. I bobbled, wobbled and fell many times until I got the hang of trying to stay upright and glide on two sharp blades. As I perfected the art of staying upright, my parents enrolled me in skating lessons. I finally reached the stage where I could compete and with that came my first skating dress ~ it was absolutely beautiful! At least that's how I remember it from so many years ago. It was kelly green and inside the box was also a pair of skating nylons {just like my mom's} I was thrilled to have my complete skating outfit and made sure to model it for all to see ~ endlessly.
My brother and I were also lucky enough to have our very own rink in our backyard. Each winter my father would ice a section of the yard. The neighborhood children would come over for hours. My mom would treat us to cookies and coca once our cheeks began to freeze. We looked forward to this every winter!
My family still ice skates although it's reserved for local rinks, lakes and ponds. There is just something so magical about skating followed up with a piping hot mug of hot coca!
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