For the Love of the Game

A few weeks ago, John took Gavin skating for the first time. He was so excited to wear his new helmet and finally get to test out his skates. He didn't really skate at all, just relied on Daddy to push him around while he leaned back and enjoyed the ride and Daddy got a sore back...

He was more excited to watch a hockey game in the other arena. He came home and told me all about the hockey game and how they banged on the glass when someone scored. And the Zamboni. Ohhh the Zamboni.

Well since then, he has become obsessed with hockey. OBSESSED I tell you. He lives, breathes and sleeps hockey.

Forget Treehouse (the kids channel). He wants to watch HOCKEY. To the point that we have to put on Leafs TV or a sports channel just so he can watch hockey recaps while he runs around the living room with his ball and stick, yelling "SCORES!" and throwing himself on the floor. (Because for Gavin, he has to fall every time he scores or its just not as fun.)

The only problem with watching hockey is all the recaps of the fights and the hits, slashes, etc. We keep having to explain that its not nice and the hockey players will get a penalty when they do that. But he's still always asking, "Why they fightin'? Why? Why they slashin'? Not nice? He get time out?"

Every day we have to read him "Z is for Zamboni: A Hockey Alphabet" book and he sleeps with it at night.

Thankfully the weather is getting warmer and we have been able to take the hockey game outside to the driveway. Gavin would stay out there for hours if we had the energy to keep up with him.

I love watching him play though. He has quite the slap shot for a kid with one hand! ;)
HE SHOOTS...

HE SCORES!!!