In a classic speaking-before-thinking daddy move, while on vacation in HI, I let spill to Meadow that her kindergarten class back home was going ice skating for PE. I guess I imagined she wouldn’t care, since she was spending day after day at the BEACH, in HAWAII.

But she did care, and ever. She broke down in tears and was quite inconsolable. Ice skating is one of her favorite imaginary past times. I say imaginary because until now she’s never done it before, only imagined how wonderful it would be with the help of many ice-dancing ballet books.

So, we surprised her by taking time out from the beach and rolling into the Hawaiian Ice Palace and getting her on skates for the first time. It was trickier for her than she imagined, but she did great and even tried to pull off a couple flourishes.

Daddy vindicated!