Lily and Michael went skating this afternoon.

Lily started out with double-bladed skates. She'd only been skating once before, when she was two years old.

She quickly graduated to real skates (and a helmet). Michael was amazed at how good (and fearless) she was, and relieved he didn't have to hold her up the whole time.

Lily asked me to add this statement: "It was fun and I fell down sometimes but I got up."