With two big brothers in hockey... each with 3-4 ice times per week, my girl has little choice but to spend a majority of her time kicking around hockey arenas and community centres with us all winter long.
She has fun. There are usually other siblings of players on the loose for her to play with - and she looks up to those big brothers of hers... she loves hockey... she gets very upset when we try to get out the door without taking her along (which is so much easier for us - but totally not fair in her books).
So I confess no surprise at the demands that started a while back:
Where's my hockey bag? (rolling Disney Princess duffle bag - check!)
Where's my hockey stick? (the boys' first stick, pink hockey tape from Santa - check!)
I wanna play hockey! (mom with stick & puck to pass back & forth at "practice" - check!)
Daddy, I need a jersey! (littlest jersey in the boys' old collection - check!)
The smile says it all, doesn't it? (go ahead - click on the picture... it's worth seeing full size).
I guess all I have to look forward to now is the joy of chauffering THREE kids to hockey next year. I'm trying not to think about that... 2 parents, 2 vehicles, 3 kids, 3 different directions. I'm not sure the math works - but I could stare at her grin all day long!
(Team Canada Women's Hockey 2026 Olympics? I'll let you know ;)