It is the glorious early days of summer vacation for my kids. Ryan is in his second week of hockey day camp, something we could not have imagined him doing just last summer. Riley is taking a summer enrichment program. As has been the case for the last several years, both kids have been assigned […]
Apologies for the extended absence. I have been away since the start of the Stanley Cup Final more than a week ago, making it tough to find the time to write. But Veronica relayed a story on the phone this morning that I wanted to share. As I write this, the Tampa Bay Lightning lead […]
This is my favorite photo from our Memorial Day weekend visit to my parents. After we had a big family dinner on Saturday we (the adults, cordoned off in the dining room) noticed that the kitchen, where the five cousins were seated, had gone quiet.
I went outside to investigate, where I found all of them engaged in a game of Wiffle ball in the front yard. Ryan was as engaged as any of them, despite the fact that the game was not of his choosing.
It was not lost on me that I was watching them play one of my favorite childhood games in the exact same spot where I used to play it with my friends.
I joined in, because I love Wiffe ball, not because my presence was needed. They were just fine without me, thank you. It was a perfect capper to a great visit, one in which Ryan could consistently be found playing various sports and games with the other kids with little if any coaxing — in marked contrast to previous visits.
The weekend would continue with Ryan scoring his first goal of the spring hockey season, in front of his grandparents. As long weekends go, it will be a tough one to top.
We spent part of the long Memorial Day weekend with my parents, who live about an hour from us. They also live very close to my brother and his family, including Ryan and Riley’s three cousins on this side of the family. It was a wonderful weekend. Ryan was more engaged with his cousins than […]
I find myself caught in one of those periods where I really just want to hug my kids tight and stop time. We’re in a good place right now. School is going well. Both kids are blossoming. Hockey is going well for Ryan, and we see a path for him to continue to play in […]