Icebreaker

If there’s a patch of ice , my son will find it. His love of hockey grows and grows every day. When he wakes up, it’s hockey. When he gets off the school bus, it’s hockey. When dinner is over, it’s hockey.

Too cold? Nope. Too dark? Never.

Occasionally, we have to stay inside but don’t worry, it’s still hockey. He’ll use whatever he can find for a puck, stick, and goal.

Even when we are out doing work on our trail, it’s hockey.

For him, it’s always hockey. And I love it.