Those of you our age (early 40s) may remember the skateboard phase.
I remember begging for one for my birthday when I was 12. I got one!! It is one of the few gifts I remember getting as a kid. It was so important to me. I was so cool.
Then I grew up.
It has been DECADES since I have skateboarded.
The same cannot be said for my husband.
He and the boys doing skateboard tricks. That's Samuel in the RipStick and Noah, Josiah's little brother on the other board.
Going down the neighbor's cool driveway. This was late at night. About 10:30 - 11pm. I had the hardest time getting them to come in. It doesn't help when the "oldest kid" also begs for 10 more minutes.
Samuel finally mastered the RipStick. (My parents got it for John for his 42nd birthday. They know him well.) He had such a hard time last summer. John worked with him for weeks.
(PS notice my bleeding hearts in the back ground? They came up so nice this year!)
Maybe one day I'll get out there with them. Or with my clumsiness, maybe I should stick to taking pictures.