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02/25/2007: "Dropping the gloves" Dear Diary,

Today, The Captain dropped his gloves for the first time. It was a heartwarming sight at hockey practise in the former curling rink. He and his team-mates were playing a game of shinny after the practise, and he and one of his friends were scrumming for the puck. They pushed a bit, shoved a bit, then turned to face each other, and off came The Captain's gloves - shoop! He grabbed his friend by the jersey and tugged, and they both fell down on the ice laughing.

Today was a good hockey day, although I'm wondering if it's a good idea to let The Captain watch NHL games.

He gets the puck into a corner along the boards, and even when six or seven other players are shoving him and trying to get it away, they can't. He likes the boards. Some of the other parents call him the 'clock-runner', since he's so good at holding the puck up and running down the clock.

If only we can convince him to stay on his feet when he's on the ice instead of rolling around like a seal pup half the time, I think he'll be a pretty good player.

Mental Note: make sure we have appropriate dental coverage.

"It's a long way to Tipperary" "Happy Snow Day!"

4 Comments

BPM IV , on Wednesday, 28th February:

Well, far be it for me to pass judgment, but a child who is already able to outmaneuver his peers (yes, even at that young age) is likely to go farther - if he keeps working at it.

And The Captain - does he have representation yet? :-p

cenobyte , on Wednesday, 28th February:

Of course! It's the law now that you can't register your kids in sports activities unless they have a lawyer.

Electric Maenad , on Wednesday, 28th February:

Aww... that's so cuuute!

I think it's cute when little boys fight. Much cuter than watching big boys fight, anyway.

cenobyte , on Wednesday, 28th February:

To be fair, it would have been different if they were *serious* about it. But I saw them discussing the option of fighting with each other, and they both wore these big shit-eating grins, and I know it was one of those "hey! We should fight each other" things, because they can punch each other with their equipment on and it wouldn't hurt. Like that episode of The Vinyl Cafe where the kids kick each other in the junk because they're wearing 'protective cups'.

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