Last night, after supper and working all day, Jordan asked Gabriel if he wanted to go skating. His reaction was priceless. He literally vibrated in his chair, his eyes bugged out of his head and threw his hands and feet up in the air in involuntary excitement. "SKATING!!!!!" he shouted. He nearly knocked over his high chair.
You must know one thing about Gabriel. He is obsessed with skating these days. Ever since that one day we took him to the rink by CN Tower, it's been nonstop skating on his mind. He sees hockey everywhere he goes--on cereal boxes, on posters and signs, the Olympics, in his books. A friendgot Gabriel a Robert Munsch book with a story about hockey in it and Gabriel wants us to read it to him no less than three times a day. And there are days he's wanted to wear his helmet around the house in anticipation of putting on a pair of skates.
Lately, he has been so obsessed that the roll of wrapping paper that was once his "vacuum" wand has transformed into a hockey stick. He deeks around the house batting a squishy rubber ball with the taped up roll of wrapping paper in the most serious and focused hockey poses--legs spread far apart, a slight squat as if preparing to shoot a goal. No joke. This kid has skills.
The other night when he randomly woke up for several hours in the middle of the night and managed to escape his room, it was the "hockey stick" he brought back to his room. And I am not entirely sure how it happened (neither Jordan or I were really coherent during those four hours in the middle of the night) but when I went to wake him up in the morning, I found him passed out in his bed with that roll of wrapping paper tucked under his arm.
Here's just a little video clip of his first steps (on his own!) on the skating rink:
And a picture from his first real hockey game in Toronto:
So... looks like we might have some early mornings at the local arena in our futures. Or at least a few hockey games to attend.
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