Little Penguins hockey is over for the season. It was – and continues to be – an amazing experience for Avi. And his parents! I am astounded at the progress he has made since January, and I can’t wait to see what else he can do. I know I keep saying that, but since this is our first official sanctioned sports activity (other than kicking a soccer ball around in the back yard, or a week of gymnastics camp last summer), it’s really the first opportunity I’ve had to watch my son grow as an little athlete. We signed him up for a summer program with one of the same coaches that starts this Sunday morning. Some of the sessions are even at hockey o’clock like the big kids. (Read: 7am. On the ice. Wow.)
I know he’s only four. If I felt like we were a) pushing him into this or b) spending buckets of money on it, I’d probably call for a time-out to reconsider. It also helps that he still has a million and a half other interests, just like a four year old should. He’s been helping me start our herb and vegetable plantings inside before we transfer them outside this weekend. Personally, I think it’s the use of the spray bottle that he finds so appealing. Usually it’s off limits.
But look! We have tomato sprouts! Most excellent progress.