Last night we spent a little over an hour outside honing our mad inline skating skillz. Wild Thing donned her new pink cheetah helmet and her new pink inline skates. She is the Pinky Tuscadero of the kindergarten set. Max made do with his Rocket Power skates that are at least two sizes too small, but he hates change so much that he has refused (so far) to let me buy new ones.
The highlight of the evening was... Wait. You need to use your movie voice-over voice for this one, preferably with a slight echo. If you remember how the announcer would announce Pigs In Space on The Muppet Show, that would be totally appropriate here.
Ahem. As I was saying. The highlight of the evening was (cue voice) . . . The Jump of Terror (errorr, error, erro, er . . . ). Here is Max after he has completed this obvious feat of athleticism and fearlessness.
And Wild Thing as she uses the Jump of Terror as a brake.
Finally, here is a close up of The Jump of Terror. I triple dog dare you to try it.
