Ranch ice skating...

 Oh happy day!  Finally, Peach and I dug out the old ice skates from the crawl space and worked them over a little bit.  She had spotted them when we were digging out Christmas decorations and has been asking and asking when we could skate on the pond.  Today was the day.  The smallest pair of skates we have were too large for her, but I added a felt liner, put some stuffing in the toe, and put an extra pair of socks on her feet to take up more space in the over-sized skates.  I suppose it helped some, but too big is too big.  Still, we had a good time despite the slips and falls.  

Hubby took the tractor and scraped some of the snow off the ice, but he could only reach as far out as his farmhand could telescope out so the rest of the shoveling had to be done by hand with a snow shovel.  It's a good way to begin balancing on skates.

I strapped on my own ice skates and clunked around a little while before I could smoothly glide across the ice.  "Smooth gliding" is stretching the ice skating facts a wee bit since stock pond ice is never smooth, and the first time out on the ice for a 50 year-old grammy is anything but smooth gliding.  I did get better and even pulled the girls around in the sled.   

Toodles didn't officially skate, but she did slide around on her boots.  She has a very good attitude about falling on the ice.

When life causes you to slip and fall, 

make snow angels!

After the girls went down for their afternoon nap, I decided to do some hunting on the interwebs to see if I could find a pair of ice skates to fit a little girl, and I did.  I ordered them immediately, and now we anxiously await the day when they arrive in the mail.  Aren't these cute?  I wish I had a pair of pink ice skates too.  Today finally turned warmish so we thought we could actually enjoy playing outdoors.  Are you playing outside this winter?