It's not too often that Nate pulls off a surprise, but he surprised us on Christmas. All three of us had new ice skates under the tree! YAY! We went out on Christmas afternoon to try them out. There's an ice rink right by Gramma and Grampa's house. (The same place Walter showed off his bike-riding skills last summer.) I was surprised how easy it was for me to remember what to do. It's been many years since the last time I skated. Walter spent as much time on his butt as he did on his feet, but he had fun. He said, "I think I'm getting the hang of stopping. You just fall down!" That's one way to do it. I can't wait to go again.