It was long ago...
...when my daughter, Heidi, took her skipping rope on the road.
We were on vacation in Kelowna...
and she was skipping...
just for the fun of it!
Fast forward several decades...
...and my granddaughters recruited Grandpa to help turn so they could skip on the back patio.
That was a few years ago.
Who would have known that Emme would one day be taking her skipping rope on the road?
She's back from participating in the Canadian Rope Skipping Competition in Moncton, New Brunswick.
She happens to be one of our country's best skippers!
A few things have changed since the carefree days of skipping in the back yard.
The rope is made of metal.
The hair is always in french braids.
The shoe laces have no chance of coming undone.
It is serious business these days.
Oh...did I mention she has to practice?
I am so proud of you, Emme!