Ros is Seven!

[przed]

Today, Ros turned seven! I can't quite believe I'm the mom of a seven-year-old, but there you have it.

With not very many weeks to spare, Ros finally decided she wanted a rock climbing birthday party, so we spent the afternoon at our local climbing gym with Ros and 11 of her friends.

I got to belay Ros (her friends had to be belayed by the professional instructors), so here we are in our climbing gear. I'm as astounded as anyone that I now own climbing gear. (So far I only belay Ros, but I'm toying with calling a climbing friend or two at some point and giving it a real go myself. On the really easy routes.)


Here's Ros doing rock climbing limbo. (The instructor showed me where the limbo/scrubbing stick is so we can do traversing limbo some time when we go climbing on our own.)


And here's Ros high up on one of the main routes they had the kids on. That blue thing on her back is Ros' chalk bag. Because Ros is all about accessories, even when it comes to sports. *g*

Comments

[przed.livejournal.com]

It was a great space for a party, and the instructors were great with the kids. Definitely better than McDs. (For her first three or four years, Ros was convinced McDs was only an ice cream store because she went there occasionally with her daycare for ice cream and we never took her. Then one of her friends at school told her about Happy Meals. Grrr. She doesn't actually like the food, thankfully, but she'll bug us about the toys.)

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If she ever bugs you about it again, tell her that the ice cream is in fact 60% extruded pig fat, while the burgers are made with lips and ears. If she's got half the sense of a housebrick she'll never want to go to McDonalds again.

[przed.livejournal.com]

That oughta do it. Ewww.