On Sunday I heard that our local hockey team would be at our local grocery store signing some autographs...when I told this to my Joey...you should have seen his eyes light up! He let out a 9 year old yelp, and begged me to take him. Well, he didn't have to beg, as I was already going to take him. But I tell ya...he was the GOLDEN CHILD for the next 3 hours!! We went to the store, and there they were! I think Joe was 3rd in line...smiling from ear to ear. He got them to sign a small hockey stick and they also signed a team logo paper that they had. My normally loud and never at a loss of words child - was tongue tied! Until they asked him where he goes skiing...He still had his ski tags on from his last trip to the mountains.
You honestly could see my son radiating light! I could have made money off of the electric vibe coming off of his 9 year old little body. We had to let the others in for their autographs, so I told him we should go get our groceries. Inside, we were talking about the drawing that he entered to win a signed jersey...and he wanted to know when they were doing the draw...I told him to go back out and ask. He comes back with a huge smile, and I asked him "What did they say?" He said, "They remembered my name!" I asked him how he knew that and he said, "Because Carson said, 'S'up, Joey?' " Oh ya...totally happy kid now! And I was on the Greatest Mom list for at least the next 2 hours! Woot!! Joey then told me that this was the best day of his life! :)
Well, that was Sunday and Monday he was off to a Canucks game!
I then became the best mom ever AGAIN because when he asked me to paint his face, I said YES!! And...when we found his shirt that he wanted to wear stuffed under his bed with dirty white smears on it...I didn't get mad AND I let him wear it!Oh ya! Hey Joey, S'up NOW?! Who's duh best Mama??!!
Ya, well, that only lasted until his dad came in and became the best dad on the planet for simply taking him to the game...but hey...a mom can soak in the glory, right?
Needless to say, the Canucks lost, but he still wanted to wear his painted face to school the next day, and I did have to draw the line at letting him wear the stinky, smelly, dirty shirt to school...
Tonight we are on our way to watch our local team play. Supposed to be a sold out game.
By the way, did I tell you that I DON'T LIKE HOCKEY!!??
Anything for my boy!! :)