Well That Was Fun...NOT!

Today is Sarah's birthday!  She is officially nine years old!

We had a roller skating event planned for Girl Scouts.  She wanted to do it, despite falling on her birthday.  "In fact Mom, that is the best way to spend my birthday.  It will be the best birthday ever!"  Words she wished she never spoke.

Needless to say, I wish that we had taught her how to roller skate.  The closet roller skating rink is 45 minutes away and, honestly, the thought never crossed my mind.

As much as I love my daughter, she is a total drama queen.  After lacing up her skates, she quickly stands up and comes right back down.  Not that hard, but you would have though she seriously injured herself.  It took 20 minutes of non-stop crying before her dad and I were able to get her to stand up.

Despite going slow, lots of help from my co-leader and some assistance from a rink employee, Sarah has decided that roller skating simply just isn't for her.  She fell A LOT.  Which is understandable from never having roller skated before; however, "every bone in her body hurt," "I'm gonna end up at the hospital," and so forth.

In about an hour and half of skating, she literally made it around the rink about 4 times.  Instead of arguing with her to give it some more tries (because it did become arguments at this point in time), I loaded her up with quarters and she spent the rest of the time in the arcade with some of her Girl Scout friends who had also had enough roller skating at this point in time.

The day was saved with a visit to Friendly's and one of her close friends spending the night for a mini-birthday party.  All in all, a great day.  However, I couldn't help but smile when she stated "I wish I could have those three hours of my life back."