But even more of a challenge to do so while holding a big bulky camera! But it happened. We headed to the ice rink today, for the first time in over twenty years for both Anthony and me, and first time ever for Bea. She was not enthused when she heard what was on the agenda for the day, but there was no way we were backing out since she's talked about this on and off for over a year. I wasn't sure any of us would make it on the ice, and even more certain that we wouldn't last more than five minutes, so first I made sure we had good shots to prove we were actually there:
See? That's me in my $4 rental skates:
Like with most things, Beatrice had to warm up to the idea and do it in her own time. Anthony and I skated a bit first alone and she stayed on the sidelines with my sister. With the assistance of a, um, eh, oh let's just call it what it was....a bribe of hot chocolate, we got her out with her own "walker." She thought she was just like Pepere!
She was a trooper, and none of us fell, not even once! Miracles do happen!
What was not photographed was her second outing on the ice, with no walker, and just holding my hand. That was an experience I'll never forget. Complete trust in me. Because Mama said it would be okay, she risked everything and conquered her fear. Thank you Beatrice for trusting us. What a wonderful outing!
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Oh Bea! Look at you! On the ice-- that is fabulous!
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