First - I have a long, uphill, slightly curved driveway. Second - I have a 50 gallon rolling trash can. (I never fill it, but the price was right)
This AM, being trash day, DD found a new "thrill". Roller blades and helmet on, she'd hold the handle of the trash can and roll down hill and see just how far she'd coast toward the cul-de-sac. Pull the can back up hill and do it again. I stopped worrying when I saw how much control she had and just laughed.
What fun - hopefully, she also put on her knee pads! And while likely smellier, possibly better than skating the nets around a rink. The task my coach would give when he really wanted you to work on leg strength and stride - skate the net around and around and around.... Brutal at the end of a long practice. But, rewarding when it finally gets to be "fun" .
ellice
It sounds like fun !! My neighbors had a yellow lab that used to race down the middle of our street pulling his boys on skates behind him. There was just one problem. He absolutely refused to move over so a car could pass our narrow, one way street. Fortunately no one got out and strangled the group of two boys and one great dog.
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That she could pull it back up the hill is what tells me those are strong thigh muscles.
C
ROTFL! Gotta love the ideas kids have!
When my sister and I and our kids moved into our shared rental house, there was an old plastic-covered mattress left behind by a former tenant. While the Ugly Sister and I were busy carting stuff into rooms and getting organised etc, the kids came up with a devilish plan. Ugly and I rounded the corner to the front door just in time to see the mattress, containing Matt and Tease and Jack and the baby Timmy come flying down the stairs and out the door! We gaped!
Then we gaped at each other. Then the Ugly Sister said 'Come on!' and we seized the mattress, hoicked it up the stairs to the first landing and slid down together. Much time was wasted sliding down the staircase that first day...
I can see you and Ugly having a tug-of-war with the kids, each on one end of that mattress!
Alison
ROTFLMAO!!! We did! We did! The aftermath of that day was the tea-towel fight to end all tea-towel fights. I was winning until DH (then DBF) arrived and drew blood in a particularly impassioned attack.
I still have the scar.
Big trays work well too! C
Haha that's funny.
It reminds me of a time about 20 years ago, when my mom parked the volvo stationcar on our uphill driveway... or rather forgot the handbrake! The empty car rolled backwards and landed across the street, exactly where two neighbours had their fence. The only damge to anything was the handle of the back door snapped off and landed in our garden. Dad got it fixed but it never worked the same again.
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