I swore I would not be a hockey mom. I swore.
Guess what..I am a hockey mom and Tim is a hockey dad.
Do we watch hockey on TV?
Nope (shhhh...it's one of the reasons why I married Tim...sports do not consume his time)
Did we attend any Flames games when we lived in Calgary?
So why on earth would we put Cole into hockey?
"Cause every kid needs to play hockey" ....or so said my good friend ( who happens to play girls hockey)
When someone takes you by the shoulders and stares into your eyes and tells you so....you tend to listen.
And so after 2 years of skating lessons, we ventured into the world of hockey. How bad can it be?
The money for ice time is flying out of our pockets...weekly games and 1.5 hour practices for 5-6 year olds means an exhausted cranky pants Cole...
Weekends have gone from "what are we going to do?" to..
"It'll depend on when Cole plays hockey"
Tim never learned how to play when he was little, he remembers thinking it was too expensive and not wanting to put his parents out...deep down, every winter when the guys play a "pick up game" at a local community centre, my hubby becomes sad...it's pathetic. Really.
The hockey rink lures me by providing free Tim Hortons coffee...the babies will learn to skate through osmosis from spending so much time there.
And Cole? He is taking this gig seriously. He "trains" everyday with me, push ups, pull ups, rides the stationary bike..he wants to be Sidney Crosby.
And let's face it..it's pretty hard to say no to this cuteness..
No, I do not know how to put on all that gear...like I said, the free coffee is my gig!