Most 7 year old boys on roller skates would skate around like maniacs, take a wipe-out that makes everyone say "ooooooh!", then hop up and repeat.
My 7 year old is not like most 7 year olds. My 7 year old is the one who will reluctantly try something new (in this case, rollerskating), see that is is tricky (he has never done this before) do a few moves (by moves, I mean his legs went in every direction except straight while he clung to my arms that were above his head. This lasted all of maybe 3 seconds before he plopped himself down on the floor and loudly (he has no shame) that he is NEVER SKATING AGAIN. Now it just so happens, today's lesson in church was on love and patience. So being the good (medicated) Christian woman that I am, explained how this is something very new to him, and OF COURSE it was going to be hard. But you just need to try again!
So we did. A couple falls, a couple tears, a couple more "I AM NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN!" shouts, but after a while, he looked a little less like a clumsy newborn calf, and a little more like your typical 7 year old boy on skates. After about an hour and a half of skating, he gave me the world's greatest grin and a big ol' high five. And of course, I, being his very proud mother that he didn't give up, had a smile on MY face as if I'd won a million bucks. We'll skip the details that my arms were so sore from holding him up that they were practically numb and I have beads of sweat over every inch of my body. It was SO worth it.