Street Hockey

So Ernest had his first day of practice and what a beautiful day too. He was soo cute. He complained about his cup because he couldn't put his legs together. For the first 20 minutes of practice the boys just chased the balls around the court and about every 5 minutes Ernest would come over to the box to tell me that he was hot and tired and didn't want to run any more. I told him to hang in there, and eventually when the coaches started doing drills he forgot all about being hot and tired. After practice we took him to Baskin Robins for some icecream before going home.














Ernest sporting his first wound.