Leaving cookies and milk for Santa…

And a holiday message:

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and all that jazz.

But hello?  Why is this suddenly popular enough that only today
it’s had 4 spam comments and 2 legit ones?

Maybe I’m insensitive, but I don’t have any problem eating gingerbread men.  When the toddler calls them “Gingerbread Babies” and gets upset when their arms and legs get bitten off, I suppose I can empathize a bit … but seriously.  They’re cookies!  Even if you’ve helped make, roll, and cut out the aforementioned shaped biscuits, I don’t quite get the emotional attachment.  Ah well, bad daddy.

Carla and Tomer’s ringette team had a free skate last night for friends and family and invited us to come.

So, we did! It was Aidan’s first time on skates and ice, and he was looking forward to putting on the “skate shoes”. We all borrowed skates from the equipment room and hit the ice.

Gwen knows how to skate and even has taken adult figure skating. I can stand on skates and even glide a bit, but I’ve never really learned. Aidan, as mentioned previously, had never been on skates.

It went really well. Aidan was quite excited and thrilled, although it was a little frustrating for him. The rink did have some of those learn-to-skate pushing-things (I’m sure there’s a name for them, but I don’t know what it is). They helped a bit, but Aidan kept getting his skates forward and rode a bit on his heels.

A little bit later, some one gave him a small plastic hockey stick. This was icing on the cake! He absolutely loved passing the puck back and forth with Mommy, despite the fact that Daddy had to hold him up while he was doing it.

After some 30 or 40 minutes on the ice, we got out of the skates and sat in the stands drinking hot chocolate while some of the team changed up positions and had a chance to try some different things. Well, some of us sat. Aidan spent the time running up and down the bleachers.

It was well after 8 pm when we left, and after 8:30pm by the time we got him to bed. With the excitement, and sugar, I figured were in for a battle royale for bed.

Instead, he was asleep within 15 minutes, perhaps the earliest he’s been asleep all week. And he slept for 12 hours. Go figure.