Wednesday, July 23, 2014

My Twitter Star

I found this on Twitter today. It has Matthew and Michael in it from Hockey School last week! Matthew is in a few shots but you have to be quick. The easiest one to find is the absolute last shot of the clip. His mouthpiece is half black and half yellow for the Bruins...and he is trying to fight the camera. That's my boy.

12 More Days

12 more days until school starts...sigh...I am praying for a double portion of patience, wisdom, and discernment. I love my little darlin's but their bickering and quarreling is about to do me in...I'm too old for this...there is a reason most people have their children young. Energy. Pure and simple. My tank of energy is almost empty.

Time to get ready for the day. We need to go pick up H's school schedule, they both have a skating lesson, and I need to work out. I keep telling myself if I exercise I will have more energy. I haven't seen any proof of this theory yet. I keep hoping my thyroid medicine will kick in and I will be a buzzing bee of energy. Alas, no.

I will shower, pray for my double portion....and pray some more. Love my blondies but I cannot seem to get them to understand it is easier to be nice. Maybe today will be the day it sinks in...

My Little Darlin's at the Atlanta Aquarium.

Monday, July 21, 2014

New Skates

H got her new skates today. Her feet are growing and as you go to higher levels, you need a different blade. Who knew? It is longer and has more picks at the toe. I am probably not using the right terminology. I have a lot to learn about figure skating. (You should have seen me trying to register the kids for the upcoming competition. I think smoke came out of my ears.) H put them on immediately and used them to learn her routine for her upcoming competition. H picked the music, I was skeptical but I think it is going to be if her new skate dress would get here...



Matthew received an autographed puck for working so hard at Camp this past week. It is signed by the Preadators' Captain. I have no idea who that is nor can I decipher the signature...I guess I could Google the information but what fun would that be?

Matthew collapsed (NOT literally) after a drill. He is really resting but I thought it hysterical he did it under the Mellow Mushroom sign that reads "Mellow is a state of mind." I took a picture of Mellow Matthew.

Hockey Sister

H was a good sport all week...I got her up early, she sat in a cold rink (with an iPad), she shared her blanket, and went to lunch with us (her favorite part). She demanded some frozen yogurt on Thursday. I figured she deserved a reward (she got a new pair of shoes on Friday, also).

Day One of Camp

 First Day of Camp. A few pictures from the first day of Camp. The afternoon session had JP Dumont (Predators alumni) and Predators Defense-man Seth Jones. The Camp really worked the boys hard. I was so proud of M, he gave each session all he had. We came home each night with some very sweaty gear. Ah, the smell of stinky boys and hockey gear on a long drive...Thank goodness Tide gets the smell out of the undergarments and jersey...the pads? Well, they stink...a lot.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Preds Hockey Camp

I got M signed up for the Preds Hockey Camp (committing myself to drive to Nashville for 5 days) and his friend joined us. We had to move the boys up to the 11-14 age group since the 8-10 group was full and didn't have a spot for Michael. This turned out to be a good thing since I think they would have been bored with the younger group. The boys fit in quite nicely  and skated/played with the top boys...Michael had the disadvantage being in a group of REALLY big boys. I think his mother was a bit concerned he was going to get squashed. The biggest danger is the big guys that don't skate well. Michael's dad also plays hockey and got a few stitches after being run over by the equivalent of a gorilla on ice skates. So we stayed close by during ice sessions and only leaving the Rink for lunch during the off ice sessions.

Matthew was the best skater (thank you, figure skating lessons that have caused him to be bullied and teased endlessly, but it has all paid off). The coaches had fun with Matthew and would work him harder by getting the stick pounded during his drills. Good practice for the real thing when he advances in higher play.

Matthew had a blast during Camp. I have never seen him skater harder or hustle more. He played better than I have ever seen him play. I guess the 13 hour days were worth it. He was one happy boy.