You go this way and I’ll go that way

Yesterday felt the the real beginning of what is to be the norm for the next seven months or so.  I headed to an out of town rink with the Devil for an hour long skate while my lovely bride ran the Boy to his practice and post-practice dryland training here in town. Came back home for a bit then headed out again to my own (albeit my last of the Summer sked) game. Occasionally we do find time to sit down and eat a meal together, but quite often its more hello, goodbye or how are you enjoying that Pizza Pop. That being said, we have gotten somewhat better at pre-making more healthy snacks and meals to save both time, money and waistline inches. As a matter of fact, I smell chili in the air as I type and am finding myself drawn towards it.

Tomorrow will be a little hectic with a day-long 3-on-3 hockey tourney/fundraiser for the Devil. The Boy will actually be playing with her so that should be kewl and provide for some good pics and stories.

And so now chili trumps writing.

#imahockeydad

You go this way and I’ll go that way

Yesterday felt the the real beginning of what is to be the norm for the next seven months or so.  I headed to an out of town rink with the Devil for an hour long skate while my lovely bride ran the Boy to his practice and post-practice dryland training here in town. Came back home for a bit then headed out again to my own (albeit my last of the Summer sked) game. Occasionally we do find time to sit down and eat a meal together, but quite often its more hello, goodbye or how are you enjoying that Pizza Pop. That being said, we have gotten somewhat better at pre-making more healthy snacks and meals to save both time, money and waistline inches. As a matter of fact, I smell chili in the air as I type and am finding myself drawn towards it.

Tomorrow will be a little hectic with a day-long 3-on-3 hockey tourney/fundraiser for the Devil. The Boy will actually be playing with her so that should be kewl and provide for some good pics and stories.

And so now chili trumps writing.

#imahockeydad

The older they get, the later it gets

Ten to eleven p.m. on a Tuesday night and I’m in a rink at the end of the first practice of the year. August 17 and here I am in shorts and a windbreaker noting the familiar chill of the glass. The last ice time of the night as it turns out. Rink rats are out scraping down the remnants of the day. The Boy will likely be last out of the dressing room if past history is any indication. One kid is out already and wondering how mine can take another 1/2 hour, which will be par for the course. But I know all too well from my own experience how chit chat, showers and shenanigans get in the way of doing sleepy parents a favour. And what matter since there are still a couple of weeks of Summer vacation left so tomorrow he can sleep in till all hours of the morning if he likes. But this does set a bad precedent for the year to come…or so I thought as the Boy sauntered out with a couple of his teammates only 15 minutes after practice ended. And so maybe this is the dawn of a new season where we’re not the last out the door…or maybe, and more likely, this is just an early season anomaly designed to give me the faint hope of quick rink departures. I’ll reserve judgment until after the next practice later this week. Good nite for now. #imahockeydad

The older they get, the later it gets

Ten to eleven p.m. on a Tuesday night and I’m in a rink at the end of the first practice of the year. August 17 and here I am in shorts and a windbreaker noting the familiar chill of the glass. The last ice time of the night as it turns out. Rink rats are out scraping down the remnants of the day. The Boy will likely be last out of the dressing room if past history is any indication. One kid is out already and wondering how mine can take another 1/2 hour, which will be par for the course. But I know all too well from my own experience how chit chat, showers and shenanigans get in the way of doing sleepy parents a favour. And what matter since there are still a couple of weeks of Summer vacation left so tomorrow he can sleep in till all hours of the morning if he likes. But this does set a bad precedent for the year to come…or so I thought as the Boy sauntered out with a couple of his teammates only 15 minutes after practice ended. And so maybe this is the dawn of a new season where we’re not the last out the door…or maybe, and more likely, this is just an early season anomaly designed to give me the faint hope of quick rink departures. I’ll reserve judgment until after the next practice later this week. Good nite for now. #imahockeydad