The boy wants to stop skating.
'I fell down, Mommy.' he says, rubbing his bum. 'A lot. And some kids laughed at me.'
He's had a few lessons, but nothing really structured. ( And those were awhile ago.) I don't know how to convince him that this might be something that he might want to stick with, that ice-skating is cousins with roller-blading and skate-boarding, that young boys+winter=ice hockey around here.
If he stopped now, he could miss out on a lot of fun. On the other hand, I never wanted to be one of those moms who stuck their kids in everything. I feel like I'm walking a hard line, somewhere in between Glee Club Cheerleader Mom (go, go! Siss Boom Bah!) and that Slacker who never makes her kids finish anything.
So! Any advice?
(His next school skating-trip is Friday.)