Perfect

In preparation for my giant housecleaning extravaganza for Henry's baptism dinner (housecleaning sounds more fun if you call it an extravaganza, don't you think?) we went out to Menards on Saturday night.  Driving home we spotted the ice skating rink at Lake Park and after a quick run home for snow gear, decided to do some skating.  As Oli said on the way home, it was a perfect night.  It was in the thirties and we were the only people skating.  We even got Jacob (who hates anything that might possibly be dangerous) to put on some skates.  He only lasted a few minutes but once he had his boots back on he spent a happy half-hour standing on a pile of snow declaring, "I'm on a mountain!" Olivia is a fearless skater and even though she still falls fairly often it doesn't stop her from practically running on the ice in her skates sometimes.  Even Henry seemed to enjoy the not-too-cold night air.  All in all, a perfect night!