May 2, 2015
Goalies are an under appreciated lot. Poor Mrazek of the Red Wings villified and then proclaimed a saint depending on which of the games you were looking at. Such is the lot of the goalie. The fact that the defence men did not do there jobs in keeping the puck out of the net is rarely discussed,
Our oldest grandson, Noah, decided the position of goalie was what he wanted to do. he started playing hockey about four years ago at the age of 5 on a house league team here in Amherstburg. After the first year he decided on the goalie position and has been playing it ever since. He is good too. He was asked to go to a goalie clinic in Brantford two years ago. They declined because it was so far from home. Last year he was asked to be goalie on a spring hockey team called the IceDogs. this year he was asked again to play for the IceKings. They won their first tournament a couple of weeks ago in Detroit and are in the midst of their second tourney. It is really nerve wracking to watch a close game. You hold your breath with every shot and hope that someone clears it or he can stop it in some way. He is good at catching the puck. He is good at covering it but sometimes the ref needs to blow that whistle sooner as they start digging under him. Noah enjoys the game and guess what? I like hockey too, now.
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Bubba
Bubba: May 2, 2015
On April 30, 2012 our youngest grandchild was born. We called him 'Pat" before his arrival and Lucian when he finally made his appearance. He weighed over nine pounds but spent his first couple of hours in an incubator because his arm wouldn't move and he had a rash. Needless to say, his arm started moving once he had the room that he didn't have inside his mom. And the rash went away.
He is now known as Bubba for whatever reason. It seems to suit him despite the fact that he is not heavy in any way, shape, or form. He loves to be outside rain or shine., He goes to Montessori school run by Miss Sarah and he has lots of friends there. It is a wonderful place and he is getting lots of exposure to all sorts of things. He can count to ten and understands the concept. If you ask him to count out candy or stones, he will point to each one and count. He recognizes his name. He was basically potty trained inside a week's time. And he did it on his own. He loves his Australian Shepherd, Atticus who arrived as a puppy when Bubba was a year old. they are inseparable. Storm belongs to Mom and Atti belongs to Bubba. He spends every Thursday with us and in another year will be starting Kindergarten. The time has flown by.
On April 30, 2012 our youngest grandchild was born. We called him 'Pat" before his arrival and Lucian when he finally made his appearance. He weighed over nine pounds but spent his first couple of hours in an incubator because his arm wouldn't move and he had a rash. Needless to say, his arm started moving once he had the room that he didn't have inside his mom. And the rash went away.
He is now known as Bubba for whatever reason. It seems to suit him despite the fact that he is not heavy in any way, shape, or form. He loves to be outside rain or shine., He goes to Montessori school run by Miss Sarah and he has lots of friends there. It is a wonderful place and he is getting lots of exposure to all sorts of things. He can count to ten and understands the concept. If you ask him to count out candy or stones, he will point to each one and count. He recognizes his name. He was basically potty trained inside a week's time. And he did it on his own. He loves his Australian Shepherd, Atticus who arrived as a puppy when Bubba was a year old. they are inseparable. Storm belongs to Mom and Atti belongs to Bubba. He spends every Thursday with us and in another year will be starting Kindergarten. The time has flown by.
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