Tiny Hockey Star.

I grew up around hockey players as

my dad was very involved both as a

coach and within the media. And my

younger brother played all his life too.

Our boys enjoyed watching the game

and playing for fun but none of them

expressed any interest in being on a

formal team. They played football,

soccer, did theatre, music and found

other creative outlets they loved to do.

We were just fine with that, especially

knowing that in this country, many teams

have to practice at 6 in the morning in

order to have ice team consistently.

So it was a bit of a shock when we had to

take our little guy to an early morning game ....

.... very early. We left home in the dark and

it was hard to feel warm as we drove thru

the snow. But the game was amazing, he

had a great time and played like a little

start and it was a great experience. On

the way home, he kept falling asleep but

perked up for the rest of the day and did

just fine. Us? We had to have a mid day

nap on the couch, with the fireplace on

and a cheesy Christmas movie playing in

the background. We were a little out of our

element but it was a fun time and worth it.