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I may have a chuckle to add. Goes alone with your iceskater theme.

During one of a nice snow days this winter, we always bring out out my baking tools to play in the snow. Bread pans make perfect bricks for forts, cookie cutters, spatualas, fun shaped cake tins, food dye....

Well, we have a nice little 3 foot hill that separates our house from our neighboors. My son is sliding down this on a cookie sheet. I'm standing at the top of this hill thinking to myself, I use to surf, skateboard, et al...this looks like fun...

I stand on the cookie sheet expecting to 'snowboard' down this hill. Ooops.

I go down and I went down hard! twisted my leg real good. (not broke, just embarrassing)

My son (6 y.o.) looks at me shocked and runs to the neighboors house, "mommy is hurt!"

I crawled over to the tree to pull myself up and tried to look as normal as possible when my neighboor came running out, "Hi Joan, want to play in the snow?" Don't think she bought it to well, she looked at me with an all knowing look, "Everything ok?". I think she knew my pride was hurt more than anything else.

Boy I felt stupid :P