If you've talked with Connor or Liam lately, hockey was probably the subject matter! These two amaze me with their whole hearted, obsession with all things hockey. We have the goals, the sticks, the helmets, gloves, shin pads, breezers, pucks and jerseys littering the floors of our house-all day, every day...and rarely do they sit untouched! Just recently it changed from Dan passing a puck with the boys every once in awhile to waking up to Connor asking, "Daddy, will you play hockey with us?" The living room instantly becomes an ice rink, zamboni and all, and the slap shots begin. They get into full gear-jerseys, helmets, gloves, shin pads, and sticks, fill their water bottles and put them on the back of the goals, line up to sing the National Anthem-oh ya, they know all the words!, then scramble around the living room passing, shooting, falling and mimicking everything Dan does. They give each other knucks, tap each other's butts with the end of their sticks, huddle together in front of the goalie before games for "pep talks"-each contributing a line like, "are we gonna score lots tonight boys?", pause with their heads down to "think about their shots" before each period and quickly jump up on the couch when the pretend zamboni comes out on the ice. It's quite the production these days in our living room
It's loud...it's cold...it smells...its expensive, but gosh it makes it all worth it to see how totally happy all three boys are when they're playing hockey together!
Above is the National Anthem performed at my parent's house last weekend with Dan, my dad, Mark and the boys.
