Margot & I hit the ice rink at beautiful but chilly Kew Gardens today. We met with some friends who, due to their Canadian upbringing, had an unfair advantage. My friend mentions to me as I wobble onto the ice, clutching Margot, "I used to do some figure skating, eh." Oh dear. I'm just trying not to topple over and crush my child.
Margot had a blast. She thought she was ready for me to let go and take off on her own. She wasn't. It was fun, cold and over in an hour. Then, we had the requisite hot chocolate.
Kew Gardens looks great. We plan to go back - when it's warm.
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Is the girl next to her the next Nancy Kerrigan? Let me know and I'll take her out.
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