Our journey Skating confirms my 'WHY'

I have 2 boys. The oldest is in Kindergarten. A couple of months ago my eldest son had a trip with his class to go skating on a track.

Now, in his short life, had never skated first ... ;) but, like most boys of 6 years believe, can do something and do it as someone who has been doing for years!

They have a 'conquer the world' attitude that makes all the possibilities you can!

The day has arrived. With the whole class of kindergarten, we arrived at the track. We collected our shoes and had them up and quickly discovered that my Son-before-
* you must learn to balance on skates *!

Then ... we must learn to * walk * in the shoes well laced with thin metal blades on the bottom of them!

Upon learning this, the next part was a step on the ice ...

Do was again on ice, after a long period of time not to be on the ice? The ice is more slippery than remembered, right!

My son saw some older kids get on the ice and start skating. So, he immediately concluded that he could do that too.

Down he went, the first step on the ice, and every step thereafter.

One thing my son - who is not a quitter. When you want to make something of his own free will, there is helping him ... No one can help, but not teachers, not other parents, not me, no.

So, I had to have patience, love him and left him to fight for a few minutes. Countless times I asked if he would accept my help, which I would get very frustrated "no!"

Now, this went on for about 25 minutes like this ... He trying to get his feet under him ... He lost his foot and landing on his stomach on the ice ...
He at the end to obtain a certain plane, and immediately dropped. On and on it went.

After 25 minutes of him "swim" on the ice trying to get his foot, and then not stand up for more than 5 seconds on the ice, he finally accepted my help. But, just to help him up.

He wanted to skate to center ice rink and refused to hold one of the side panels - too cute for him!

And, certainly was not happy that her male colleagues from the class were seeing his mother taught him how to skate, and helping
him to rise the time of ice, over and over again.

Eventually, he learned that a little help goes a long way, and he let me help you. With my knees bent and back, with most of its weight, waving his arms and legs, I got to train like he needed to get the balance centered over the central part of the skate blades [thanks to God, I used to figure skate!]

After about an hour of this, we were able to regain control over the movements and strokes necessary to make the '"art" of skating!

And, after that hour was over, he could skate on his own, getting up from a loss balance, and continue to skate.

I was so proud of his perseverance and his efforts to complete - as stubborn as it was during the whole thing!

I'm so grateful I could be there to give him one-on-one coaching that none of the teachers had time to give him. And none of the parents, the other boy would have been able to give.

More importantly, live the day with my son
re-confirmed my decision to be a parent at home for my children was the right one. Because that's where my precious children need me to be.

I am grateful that I have found a home-based program that
allows me the TIME-FREEDOM to raise my children at home, but for me it works in the background and provide the sales of what I need to support my family financially....