Fun with dad's skateboard

It's almost been two years so I figured it was about time for Paige to learn to ride a skateboard :-). I pulled my skateboard out of the garage (she doesn't get her own pink iCarly skateboard just yet) and tossed it onto the ground. Her eyes lit up as she watched it roll across the patio. "Daddy's... toy!", she said pointing at the scratched and dented board almost as big as she is. Being a little monkey in sunflower shorts and pink and white velcro tennies , she wanted to climb right on. I helped her up, making sure to place her right foot toward the front of the board so she can learn "goofy footed" like her pa. She bent her legs on her own and kept her center of gravity right where it needs to be to "shred". She held both my hands and we went back and forth from one side of the patio to the other. When we got to one side, she would step off, pick up the skateboard with all her might and turn it around so we could try it again. I sure do love her.

I don't know if she will want to pursue the 2017 Olympic Skateboarding Vert Competition that I was planning for her during our fun, but at least we will have shared this "first time on dad's skateboard" experience together, which is really just as good, if not way better.

-Dad