Yah - so husband and son are at a hockey game. It’s good - Junior needs to develop an appreciation early, but I’m totally freaking out. Pucks flying through the air. Beer being spilled. Long sets of concrete steps to trip and fall down.
Ugh.
So - please distract me until they get home. Fun stories of puppies and bunnies might be good. Knock knock jokes?
Anything. Throw me a bone here.
What game? What’s the score? Where are their seats?
It’s the Calgary Buffaloes vs. the Carolina Jr. Hurricanes.
I don’t know where their seats are.
This is not helping me not think about my 4 month old son at a hockey game.
BTW - it looks like the score is currently 0-0 - beginning of the first period.
Four months?
That might be just a bit early.
Um, that didn’t help, I bet.
Would it be better if I said he probably took the boy to a bar and is watching the game on TV?
I appreciate that it’s necessary for Junior to exposed to the aura of hockey early in order to become fully Canadian - I just fret.
Actually, a bar would probably be better, but hubby doesn’t drink.
Would a hockey puck make a good teething toy?
Kidding. I’ve been to two hockey games in my lifetime and I’m still here and in one piece. My husband used to ref and he’s still in one piece.
Oh, read any good books lately?
Humm - a clean cold one might not be too bad, actually.
I have a 4 month old baby. I have read nothing more engaging than the side of a Huggies box and a brochure of vaccines.
You’re home by yourself, and you normally have a 4 month old child? Stop posting here! Take a NAP!
Indeed!
We had a family dinner last night, and we all had rather sturdy glasses that we raised in a toast, each of us touching our glasses to the others glasses. Our two and a half year old had his own glass, and he joined right in. He didn’t even spill a drop of his apple juice. Me so proud.
Later that evening, he got hold of my brothers carefully hand crafted balsamwood model for their planned home remodel, and before we could reach him, he cheerfully reduced it to match sticks.
Happily, Junior made it home without a puck shaped dent in his head, or beer spilled all over him. I, sadly, did not get a nap.
If you’re going to be into hockey, you’re probably not going to need teeth.
hockey pucks are for deteething.
Incidentally, I’m taking my son to his first hockey game tonight, assuming we can get tickets. It’s the hometown Lightning vs the Habs. Go Bolts!
FWIW, mine is 12, and decidedly not Canadian.
I think the Kiddo was a bit older than that, but under a year old when he went to his first game. My brother played for CSU Sacramento and they absolutely thrashed CSU San Jose. Great game and no one was hurt.
Four months? Heck, Piper Cub was 8 weeks old when we took him to his first Riders game! Can’t start too early!
My son and all his friends are huge hockey fans. It is a non-sport in Australia, there are only a handful of teams. But my son and all his mates went to a selective high school, they are among the top 5% of smart University students. Me, I can’t understand hockey, them they love it. They watch it on the net in the middle of the night.
I remember my son telling me that during the Winter Olympics he was ashamed to be an Australian because of the things Aussie TV personalities said to Gretzky. Someone referred to the puck as “the ball” and he and his friends wanted to kill him.
When my son was a wee lad, I took him to a boxing match and a hockey game broke out.
Uh, I don’t think they serve beer at the Mac’s. But then again, I’ve never been. But really, 15 yo players?