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Sure enough, as soon as he handed it to her, she fell down on her behind.
Wes looked straight at the camera, an apprehensive expression covering his face—waiting for little Lexi’s next temper tantrum.
That never came.
The impossibly tiny girl somehow got up on one foot, then another, and pushed herself to standing.
Then, she slowly bent down and reached for her stick.
And promptly fell forward.
Still, no screaming.
She pushed herself up again, and this time chucked her mittens off before she grabbed her stick.
And stood.
“I did it!” she squealed in delight, holding up her stick.
“Wow, way to go, Alexis, you really are a big girl, aren’t you?”
It was debatable who was more proud—Lexi or her dad.
“Hmm, I have a feeling this is the start of something big,” her mom said from behind the camera.
“Come, skate to Daddy. That’s right,” Wes encouraged his daughter, “you’re going to go to the Olympics, just like Daddy, right?”
Little Lexi gazed up into her daddy’s face. “Okay!”
Lexi’s mom cut in. “All right, but from what I’ve seen, Olympians need all their fingers. Put your mittens back on, Lexi bear.”
Little Lexi bear shook her head and choppily turned her back on her mother.
“Wes, put her mittens on.”
Wes shrugged. “She’s doin’ okay, Mommy.”
“And how’s she going to hold a stick when all of her fingers freeze and fall off?”
“Duct tape?” he replied and Lexi’s mom laughed so hard, that the camera shook.
“You Canadians and your duct tape. It doesn’t fix everything.”
Wes reached out and stopped little Lexi from falling.
“Lemme go, Daddy.”
He quickly removed his hands. “It fixes a lot of stuff.”
“Wes, mittens.”
He gazed up at the camera. “She’s fine.”
“Her fingers are going to freeze off.”
He shook his head. “The vast majority of Canadians still have all ten fingers. Look it up.”
The screen went blank again and considering Lexi still had all ten fingers, I guessed Lexi’s mom went to resolve the mitten situation.
