A couple of days ago, our play group went ice skating. The ice skating rink has these cute little walkers that the kids can push around on the ice to help them stay up. All of the kids loved it, except for Zoe. She hated every minute of it. We tried to go out and skate a few times, but we never even made it around the rink. We would only get to the next door and then she would want to get out.
As we were walking back to our shoes to go home, some random lady asked her if she had fun. Zoe replied "No, it wasn't fun, but my skates look cute." That's my Zoe.
Oh well, you win some and lose some. Maybe ice skating just isn't her thing.