Clearly they aren't raising a figure skater.
I have two. Potentially three.
(Before we go any further, I would like to address my husband: PCSguy, I love you. Look at the size of that cat! Is he gone? Good.)
(I was taught that it's gauche to talk about money. So let's not talk money. Let's talk opportunity costs. And I'm not even sweating the details like the de rigeur figure skater magnet for my car or the coffee needed to chauffeur kids to the rink twice a week before school.)
- Every year each child needs new skates. We're not talking those $30 plastic jobs with velcro closures you see at Dicks. We're talking an Italian Mosaic 60-inch Round Dining Room table from Arhaus (on sale).
- The kids share three half hour private lessons every week at a yearly cost of a one week villa rental in Tortola. That's just the lesson, the ice time sets me back a bottle of Penfolds Koonunga Hill Shiraz-Cabernet 2006. Each. That's a bottle of wine every night (except Sunday, because c'mon) with dinner.
- Two weeks of skating camp = a Tory Burch weekend bag.
- Then there's off-ice strength training, competition fees, special skating tights, dresses, pants. . .
So what does this get me? Last month the World's Ice Skating Championships was on television. If you squinted really really hard, you still didn't see my kids. Unless you were looking in my family room window, and then I don't want to know. (1.5) And the winter Olympics in Vancouver in 2010? We saw them building the stadium last summer. And that's the closest we'll get to that.
I'm fully aware that I'm not raising champions on ice. Is their happiness worth a 2009 BMW x5? (2)
Take Jake. Jake used to walk into walls. Jake fell UP the stairs on a regular basis. Now look at him.
Noa didn't walk until she was almost two. Check her out now.
They're happy. They're strong. They're confident.
They are champions to me.
Anyway, if we didn't skate where would I go in my a BMW x5? And what tacky silver magnets would I decorate it with? (3)
1) "A recent article" is the second lamest way to start any piece of writing, following "The dictionary defines. . . " And yet, here we are.
1.5) This is where I remind you that we have a really big dog.
2) Gauche math is hard. Kids enjoyment of skating = 2009 BMW X5 - 2004 Honda Pilot with 60,000 miles.
3) Ending with a preposition is pretty major offense as well.