There was a big inflated ball and John hit it across the room with his hand. Then, a day later, he took one of his rectangular plastic toddler-food containers, with the food still in it, and hit a ball across the floor with it.
This evening John took a wooden spoon and made hard, accurate slap shots, hitting a plastic car into the sofa or against the wall.
I called Kristi in to see him and we talked about whether or not we could see him as a hockey player when he gets older. There's an ice rink behind the Sonic drive-through a few blocks away. We watched him as he threw himself onto the floor and got right up and kept going, so we figured that we could.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
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