I have often joked that Lovebug will turn out to be some kind of jock, what with his incredibly hard head and his belief that head butts are a form affection. But the truth is Lovebug has never shown any other athletic promise. He runs, jumps and climbs well for his age, but he can't catch or hit a ball. We're still not even sure if he is intentionally kicking the ball when we play our family version of soccer.
So imagine my shock this morning when he started playing hockey. We were watching Max and Ruby when some of the characters began playing ice hockey. Lovebug looked up at them in fascination, then ran to get a baton. He quickly began using the baton as a hockey stick, even managing to hit the remote control under the entertainment center like a goal. I was amazed.
It's a good thing I like hockey. I hope he plays for the Rangers or the Devils and not some lame team like the Islanders.
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