Liam was very excited by the badge he made at school today. It consisted of a piece of brown paper on which he'd written the letter "L". One of his friends, Patrick, proudly told me that his badge had the letter "F". Obviously, this was more than just a first-letter-of-your-name badge.
On the way home, he explained excitedly that it was his superhero badge, and he wanted to make one for Finn as well. And it had to be a black letter on brown paper. The letter "L" stands for "Lint". Yes, lint. As in Lint-man! When I asked him if he knew what lint was, he said no. He was not at all phased when I told him it means tiny pieces of fuzz that stick to your clothing, and he informed me that he just made it up. Lint has a cable-charger super power (later changed to a cable-cord). It helps him catch the bad guys. Finn's superhero name is, per Lint, "Int". So Liam made him a badge with the letter "I". They ran around for a while with their badges, protecting people from bad guys.
So from now on, call him Lint.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Let's go Predators!
(This is long.)
So Liam and I went to an NHL hockey game last night. It was special for several reasons. This was Liam's first hockey game and only his second professional sporting event to attend. The drop was at 7:00 PM, which meant a late night. This on the heels of another late night at his Murfreesboro cousins. Luckily for everyone, he had a great nap leading up to this.
Liam was particularily excited because I had given him some information about the game since I had gone to a preseason game earlier. (The reason, in fact, that we were going to this game was because I had promised him that we could go later in the season after he became very upset that I was going to see a game without him. At his old school, "Let's go Predators" rally cry was known by at least one of his classmates, so Liam adopted it without actually knowing the context.) So I had told him that the players skated out of a giant predator head that they lowered from the arena ceiling. Thus the questions and adventure begins.
Liam had an excellent dinner, wanted a treat for eating everything, so I told him we could get something at the game. We got there early, during warmups, found our seats- which were really good- and settled in.
Liam asked for his earplugs- which I had brought because he had been very sensitive last year to the sound and lights at Sesame Street Live- so I put them in and he started asking questions while looking at the rink. He was sitting on my lap, so this made it difficult to hear him, and since he could not hear me very well, he really didn't get all the answers. Luckily, we took the plugs out after the noisy introduction.
Who are they?
Goalies, like in soccer.
Do the shoot at their golie?
No, they shoot at the Minnesota golie.
Why?
To try to score a goal.
Why?
So that they can score more points and win the game.
Can we go get something to eat? (2 minutes into the first period)
Already?
My tummy is starving!
Thus it was that Liam ate his way through the game- giant bucket of popcorn, M&M's, bottle of water, pizza, lemonade, and he would have had ice cream, but I talked him out of it. He really enjoyed the eating.
He also had some profound observations:
-Golf is like hockey because they hit the ball with a stick, but hockey uses a puck.
-I thought they (they players) were all inside the Predator head, but they just came through it, they weren't IN it.
-Is anybody here from Minnesota? Why?
-Why does somebody not take our seats when we leave?
-Why does the ice not melt when everybody leaves?
-Why do they have mirrors in the bathroom?
-Is everybody leaving? (It was the end of the first period)
How is the ice painted?
The floor is painted under the ice.
Why?
It is part of the game.
How can we see it through the ice?
The ice is clear.
Oh. Why do they have Pepsi written on the wall. (I did not read that to him.)
Uh, it's marketing.
To make you buy Pepsi?
Yes.
Oh.
Mostly he did like the scoring, with the horn and the crowd singing the classic "Duh deh deh duh HEY!" rally. Though he did want to know why we we were going to beat the "heck" out of Minnesota. I told him it was not a literal beating. Since he had his hands full of popcorn most of the time, he clapped with his feet alot, which was funny since the seat would then fold up on him. That didn't stop him from giving the mascot a high five when we came by. This was a huge deal, since the last game we had gone to Liam was very afraid of the mascot. There was some confusion, though, as he then gave the beer guy a high five next time he came through, and would have done the same to the cotton candy vendor, but her hands were full.
So it was a great evening, though the Predators lost. Liam had a blast and I really enjoyed it too. To wrap it up, during one part of the game Liam saw the big screen promoting the next game (Vancouver Canucks) and Liam asked me when the whales were coming. I told him that was another game on another night. He then found out that there were many many teams in different cities and lots more games to be played. I think we'll go back, hopefully all 4 of us next time.
So Liam and I went to an NHL hockey game last night. It was special for several reasons. This was Liam's first hockey game and only his second professional sporting event to attend. The drop was at 7:00 PM, which meant a late night. This on the heels of another late night at his Murfreesboro cousins. Luckily for everyone, he had a great nap leading up to this.
Liam was particularily excited because I had given him some information about the game since I had gone to a preseason game earlier. (The reason, in fact, that we were going to this game was because I had promised him that we could go later in the season after he became very upset that I was going to see a game without him. At his old school, "Let's go Predators" rally cry was known by at least one of his classmates, so Liam adopted it without actually knowing the context.) So I had told him that the players skated out of a giant predator head that they lowered from the arena ceiling. Thus the questions and adventure begins.
Liam had an excellent dinner, wanted a treat for eating everything, so I told him we could get something at the game. We got there early, during warmups, found our seats- which were really good- and settled in.
Liam asked for his earplugs- which I had brought because he had been very sensitive last year to the sound and lights at Sesame Street Live- so I put them in and he started asking questions while looking at the rink. He was sitting on my lap, so this made it difficult to hear him, and since he could not hear me very well, he really didn't get all the answers. Luckily, we took the plugs out after the noisy introduction.
Who are they?
Goalies, like in soccer.
Do the shoot at their golie?
No, they shoot at the Minnesota golie.
Why?
To try to score a goal.
Why?
So that they can score more points and win the game.
Can we go get something to eat? (2 minutes into the first period)
Already?
My tummy is starving!
Thus it was that Liam ate his way through the game- giant bucket of popcorn, M&M's, bottle of water, pizza, lemonade, and he would have had ice cream, but I talked him out of it. He really enjoyed the eating.
He also had some profound observations:
-Golf is like hockey because they hit the ball with a stick, but hockey uses a puck.
-I thought they (they players) were all inside the Predator head, but they just came through it, they weren't IN it.
-Is anybody here from Minnesota? Why?
-Why does somebody not take our seats when we leave?
-Why does the ice not melt when everybody leaves?
-Why do they have mirrors in the bathroom?
-Is everybody leaving? (It was the end of the first period)
How is the ice painted?
The floor is painted under the ice.
Why?
It is part of the game.
How can we see it through the ice?
The ice is clear.
Oh. Why do they have Pepsi written on the wall. (I did not read that to him.)
Uh, it's marketing.
To make you buy Pepsi?
Yes.
Oh.
Mostly he did like the scoring, with the horn and the crowd singing the classic "Duh deh deh duh HEY!" rally. Though he did want to know why we we were going to beat the "heck" out of Minnesota. I told him it was not a literal beating. Since he had his hands full of popcorn most of the time, he clapped with his feet alot, which was funny since the seat would then fold up on him. That didn't stop him from giving the mascot a high five when we came by. This was a huge deal, since the last game we had gone to Liam was very afraid of the mascot. There was some confusion, though, as he then gave the beer guy a high five next time he came through, and would have done the same to the cotton candy vendor, but her hands were full.
So it was a great evening, though the Predators lost. Liam had a blast and I really enjoyed it too. To wrap it up, during one part of the game Liam saw the big screen promoting the next game (Vancouver Canucks) and Liam asked me when the whales were coming. I told him that was another game on another night. He then found out that there were many many teams in different cities and lots more games to be played. I think we'll go back, hopefully all 4 of us next time.
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