Sunday, June 30, 2013
Baby Skates (have tissues ready)
Aptly, I named her Baby Skates.
She was amazing and I loved her with all my heart. I would hold her up in the air and spin around and sing the Baby Skates jingle from the commercial. She fell down more than she was able to successfully skate. But, as her adoptive mother, I spent hours patiently helping her practice in hopes to one day get it right. My brother would laugh at it because...well, because a skating baby is kind of funny I guess. But that enraged me and only caused my bond with Baby Skates to grow even tighter.
One day after an especially tedious skating/falling down session I thought, "Gosh my poor darling Baby Skates worked so hard today. She could probably really use a glass of water."
So I poured a glass of water on her face.
And killed her.
That's right, the water went into her inside parts and she broke and then she was thrown away.
R.I.P. Baby Skates
Gone but not forgotten.