The ice has returned over in Hanover and we managed to lace up our skates and get back on it. We enrolled N into a fall skills camp to warm up for hockey season. It was one of those situations where he wasn’t jumping for joy at the idea of it, but loved it once he did it. It’s a complicated situation because we don’t want to force him into doing something he doesn’t want to do, but on the other, there are times that it seems as if he would sit at home and watch TV and play video games all day if we didn’t give him a little nudge. It’s a good thing we don’t have TV or video games in this house, because it’s an irresistible vacuum for most people.
Either way, this time around he was more enthused, maybe because after a long summer, he was ready to hit the ice. I also reasoned with him that he’s going to miss some of the early part of the season due to assorted reasons, and this is also his year to be the big man on campus. All good things. Plus, once he got on the ice, he had a blast, especially during the games.
Now that it’s all finished, we have a few weeks before the actual season starts, at which point our lives will become pretty much about one thing - hockey... but don’t remind R, it won’t make her happy.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Paris Lenahan for the pic.