A Canadian Ritual

Steve's version of a scrapbook store

I thought a stick was just a stick??? How many can there be? (5 rows to be exact!)

Getting fitted for skates

Ethan's first steps

Hey look at me!

Ethan's new skates, just like Daddy's

Mia's skates

Mia's first step

Look I can walk by myself!

Mia gets the hang of this

Getting fitted for a helmet

Now how can Mia play hockey without a bow??

Watch out here's Mia the Hockey Monster - Complete with scar (that story to come later)

Steve in all his glory

Now getting fitted for elbow pads

In January we made the pilgrimage to Canada to buy Ethan & Mia their first pairs of ice skates. I had been through the ice skating ritual with Steve before because I took a class in college and I needed a new pair. To say Steve was disgusted with our selection of skates here in the good old USA is an understatement. I ended up getting my skates in his motherland. Steve's Dad met us at the hockey store to witness this historic event. Yes I looked like the crazed American taking pictures every 2 seconds but I didn't care. Compared to the other kids shopping for skates, my kiddos were old. In think they fit the kids for their first set of skates on the way home from the hospital when they are born. Anyways, Ethan and Mia were SUPER excited that they were able to get skates like Daddy. At first Ethan was wobbly...but soon got the hang of walking in them,Miss Mia has a ways to go. In fact he even started jumping and spinning. His Daddy quickly reminded him that those were HOCKEY skates. With our new sports gear in tow we had dinner with Grandpa Bruce then came home praying for cold weather so we test everything out. It was such a fun day...who knows you may be looking at the start of the first Guatemalan hockey team for the Olympics:)