Luke had a hockey game tonight. He's had them every Tuesday for a few months now. This is his first time playing - and it has showed! We are pretty sure he is the only one on his team with no experience. But as the weeks have gone on, he has gotten tough! He is in there, getting his stick in on the action. Still sometimes getting mixed up on where he should be - but overall, he has come a long way in a short time. One of the dads said to us tonight, "Luke has really gotten good! He's gonna get a goal, I just know it. Maybe tonight is his night!"
Funny he said that because today I was singing a song to Luke - sing it with me - "Tonight's gonna be a good night. Tonight you're gonna get a goal!"
I am not kidding when I say he was SO CLOSE! A few times he was right there but it didn't go in. One time he had an assist - but the goal didn't count because there was a penalty. Drat! Next week is the last game before playoffs start. I am hopeful :)
And yes, in case you're wondering, I am one of those crazy hockey moms. This dad didn't even have to ask which one was my son. I guess I scream loud enough for everyone to hear. Whoops!
In a few years, Luke would be embarrassed beyond belief with my screams, "Luke, honey, get down there, you've got it! Good job, baby!" But for now, he loves every minute of it. When I was singing my song to him today, he asked me "Mommy, if I do score a goal, will you come out and hug me?" I said, "Sweetie, I can't, I'll get in trouble with the ref - I can't go out there while you are playing." He answered, "Awwww, come on!" So I told him he could come over and high five me. He figured that was an okay compromise.
Come to think of it, what's the worst that could happen if a crazy hockey mom jumps the walls and goes to give her baby a hug when he finally scores a goal? Hmmmmm...........