Nothing is sweeter to a mom of multiples than a special day with one child.
I was content to just watch but um… not Oliver. He zoomed right in there to join in. Aside from a bit of parental terror, I hugely loved that he felt that draw – he felt like he belonged in there with the teenagers dropping into the bowl. And no one paid him any mind as he practiced his tricks, scootered up and down the ramps.
It reminded me back to the days when they outlawed skateboarding in town. It was cops again kids when skaters wanted to borrow an urban curb for an hour. Fast forward 25 years, I felt pretty psyched for these kids that they have a space like this to hone skills, practice, perform and completely throw themselves into – just awesome.
Oh, and I think Oliver had a pretty good day too!Tags: Life in New England