We are having a three-day weekend. And you'll never guess what we did. Just try. Don't peek.
Okay, I'll tell you. Friday night, we took the boys skating with their school friend, S-kun and his parents. Their school is having a skating party on the 14th, and S-kun's mom thought we should introduce the boys to the whole scene beforehand. She is a genius.
We knew we'd have a good time when Alek said he didn't want to go. At first they looked like this a lot:
But before long, they got the hang of it. I was proud of my boys--taking a chance on a new activity. They hung right in there, even as they accumulated a few dozen bruises. Max had an admirer for a while on the ice, too (a cute girl in a silver jacket). Darrin says he always had good luck with girls at the North Park skating rink, too. [Edit. Darrin informs me he was only chasing girls at North Park rink. He does not claim to have had any success doing so.]
And yes....Alek already said he wants to go again.
Here you can see Max prep for his triple salchow.
"Great landing, Max!"
Then tonight, Darrin's friend C-san from Japanese class invited us and some other friends to watch his Capoeria class (a Brazilian martial art). He ended up teaching the kids a few moves. Even cartwheels.
Then the class sits in a circle, clapping and singing while a pair of dancers/artists work in the center. 
