..and it has begun.
Our favorite season.
Hockey!
I grew up with baseball and football constantly being in the backround of all that we did. Whether it was on a T.V. or a radio - it was on - blaring the latest score and crowd cheers because "so and so" just made a basehit or touchdown that saved whatever game.
Anyway, I could never keep up. Nor did I care too.
Unlike my sister Shay, anykind of sports was the last interest in my world that consisted of school and BOP magazines. HA!
Paul grew up with Hockey.
He played it. Watched it. Its in his blood.
As soon as he could, he gave Cole a hockey stick and ball and showed him what a "SLAP SHOT " was and what " check em' in the boards" meant.
Well, the tradition continues.
Cole loves it - HOCKEY.
These days, he prefers to watch the NHL channel rather then
YO GABBA GABBA.
Odd, I know!
I have made myself become interested in this sport, only because I have a weird feeling it will be our life at some point - if it isn't already -since if Cole isn't watching it, you better believe he has a stick in his hand running around yelling " CHECK EM' IN THE BOARDS."
.. and I must confess, I have grown to love it myself.
I don't find myself yawning while wondering what "inning we are in", or closing my eyes trying to keep up with what "down we are in" ( if thats what you call it. ) - or getting dizzy from the amount of times cars can go around and around in the same lap.
B-O-R-I-N-G.
Daddy's season has started, and we couldn't be more thrilled.
I am hoping that this will be the season we will be able to get Cole on the ice for the very first time.
Not to play- only to feel it out. hehe!
my very favorite! This has stolen my heart!!
