Feeling like I'm getting back on track, both figuratively and literally. Kid's first hockey game this morning was very exciting. They were down 4-0 and came back to win the game 7-5. OW wasn't at this morning's game. S got hurt again and coach wasn't gonna let him back on the ice. H & I both went to the dressing room again to check on him and it turned out, he was ok just a little shaken up so we gave the coach the go-ahead to put him back in the game. S leaves everything on the ice which is probably why he gets hurt so much.
So, the kids were on to the gold medal game (against a much stronger team) this afternoon. I went walking the track and did 10kms in between their games. Went back to the arena for the gold medal game. OW was there and I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she came in the dressing room, (H and I were standing with S talking) and she quickly turned on her heels and went back out of the room.
D had gotten a mouse for her birthday from one of her friends and H started joking with me that he had a mouse for my house. I laughed and said, um, not happening ... he said, D said she wants to take it to your house ... and D piped up and said no I didn't say that. Some of the other parents were listening to the joking back and forth and of course, everyone cracked up when D opened her mouth.
They lost their game, as expected this afternoon but still got silver medals and they certainly should be proud of what they accomplished. The play up a division so they are playing against kids that are two years older than them and usually twice their size.
After the hockey game, I didn't realize it but they had soccer so I went over to watch and walked another 5 kms. H was there, OW wasn't (I've never seen her attend their soccer). I noticed him looking up many times.
One thing that was kind of bothersome today was S after his first hockey game. He had said to me, so do I get to go with you now? I had to tell him no, that he was with Daddy for another week. He almost looked like he was gonna cry and when I asked him what was wrong, his eyes did start welling up with tears and he just shook his head and said nothing. I'm a little worried about him because he is not an emotional kid at all and usually nothing bothers him so it kind of took me by surprise. I'll be keeping a close eye on him.
Me: 41 STBXH: 36 D: 11 S: 9 BOMB 12/2009 SEPARATED 5/2010 D SERVED BY ME 9/2010 FINAL D When I'm ready