
Meghan here reporting live from the Backyard Rink. For the last week, my Daddy, who clearly loves me very much, braved the frigid cold, day after day, to make me a skating rink in our backyard. Today it was ready to be skated on.

At the beginning I spent a lot of time lying on the ice. It was really hard to stay standing up. Also, I wasn't able to get up by myself. I had to wait for Daddy to pick me up.
Once I was able to get my balance, Daddy held my hand while I tried to move. I fell down many more times. Luckily Daddy is really steady on his skates because it would have really hurt (both of us) if I dragged him down with me.
When Daddy let go, I didn't fall down! I grabbed onto the chair to be safe. Daddy told me to try pushing it. For what seemed like forever, I pushed and pushed and pushed. That chair wasn't going anywhere! It
seemed like my feet were destined to keep slipping in one place. Then, finally, it budged. I had figured it out and was able to push if from one side of the rink to the other. I was so proud of myself!
Next Daddy convinced me to try walking across the ice without the chair. I fell down a lot, but eventually got the hang of it. At first I was only able to go a couple steps from the chair to Daddy and back. But then, after a few tries, I was able to go the entire width of the rink all by myself! And, when I fell down, I figured out how to get up all by myself!
At that point I was quite sure that I was ready to try dancing on the ice. Daddy thought I should keep practicing walking for a while longer. What do you think happened?
Maybe tomorrow I can teach Mommy how to skate.
For Schwindt blog news, this is Meghan signing off.