Monday, August 10, 2009

Kitchen Hockey Rules!

Kitchen Hockey was the game of the night last night. James and Kate decided their empty Hubba Bubba bubblegum pack looked a lot like a hockey puck. Instead of throwing it in the trash can, they taped it shut and grabbed some orphaned mop handles for sticks. The goal was a beaten up laundry basket tipped sideways. Never let it be said that our clutterbug tendencies do not actually come in handy in this house, LOL.
At one point, the score in the hockey game was 410 to 70, in James' favor. Then, Kate figured out the rules of scoring according to James, and the score ended at a near tie-- 790 to 780, still in James' favor, but more readily perceived as a fair score. Before they went to bed last night, each of them wrote their team name and score on a poster they taped to the front of the refrigerator. Apparently, a grudge match between Alpha James and Cowboy Katie is scheduled for this morning, so I made to sure to be up and perking my coffee before the zambonie rolled through the kitchen. . .and, oh, crap, that sentence just reminded me of the time we kids played football in the basement and decided it would be smart to use Pledge on the tile floor to make it slicker for sock-footed football players. I don't remember who ended up with the knot on their head, but seems like it might have been me who crashed into the concrete wall endzone headfirst.
Well, coffee's almost gone, and I just heard one of the rough and tumble hockey playing kids mumbling in his sleep. Time to get on with the day :)

1 comment:

rosebud101 said...

Oh, Ang, the memories your children will have! They will always be telling stories of the time that Mom let them play hockey in the kitchen! Wow!