Shortly before Thursday Group, I was trying to get my long jacket zipped up while I was talking to Gold Skater. Although the zipper looked fine,it wouldn't go up.
"Can you see what's wrong?" I asked Gold Skater.
"Okay, let me try," she says.
So in about 5 seconds, the scene went from this:
To this:
We went back and forth a couple of times until she finally got the zipper up and I was ensconced in bright yellow fleece like a caterpillar ready for hibernation.
"Thanks, Mom." I said jokingly, "I better go get my boots on."
Gold Skater patted my arm and teased, "Now do you need Mommy's help to tighten your boots?"
Yes, I have my very own skating mom.
I don't think she'll pay my bills though!
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