Soooooo. I am beginning to recover from Ann's cross country tour with the orchestra- which meant I was home alone with the munchkin for a couple of weeks. LL spent one of those weeks with a recurring fever- long enough to warrant a visit to the paediatrician. Thankfully a few of our friends from the park had us over for dinners which made for a nice break for LL from dad's pasta special. Ann was welcomed home by a swift handover of parental responsibilites while I went off and played the last game of the road hockey season, topped off by a visit to the neighbourhood pub and then Indian take-out. This Friday will be the annual awards banquet, where I hope to walk away with the 4th straight Lady Byng. My efforts may be hampered by the fact that I only played a handful of times this year. Spring has finally arrived in Montreal so my eyes and nose are now completely swollen and the sneeze parade is in full swing. But the real reason for this post is an anecdote from today, when I went to go pick up LL from the garderie:
(roughly translated from french)
Daycare Worker: "So, can I ask you a question?"
K: "yes"
DW: "How come LL is always singing "Oh Canada"?"
K: (What? Is this not normal behavior? We make him sing the anthem every morning and before he goes to sleep.)
"Hockey. He's been watching a lot of hockey." (Mom's been away for two weeks- how do you think we killed that 7-8pm void?)
DW: (laughs and hollers over to another daycare worked across the play yard) "It's from watching hockey!"
(turns to me and says) Well, he sings the ENTIRE anthem and he's been teaching all the other kids how to sing it.
(I noticed, coincidentally, when we got home that LL was wearing red sweat pants and his red and white team canada olympic shirt.)
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Everything I needed to know in life, I learned from HNIC, Don Cherry and Howie Meeker.
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