After a few cold nights, the ice on the nearby pond was frozen enough to skate on (even though it cracked a few times and I, not being from New England, am completely terrified of breaking through the ice!). We went down there with the Mastersons so that we could "teach the kids." Ha! What a joke! The kids ate donuts on the sidelines, while Raph and George got some good ice time. I pushed Remick around the ice in the stroller for a while too.