After the tournament, Danielle and I took Joey and Ryan to Turtle Back Zoo since it was right next door to the hockey rink. Michael went to the goalie's house for some driveway hockey and video games.
The four of us went to watch the Devils play Boston last night. We also went to support Michael's friend, Kyle, as he played a five-minute game between the first and second periods as part of the Mites on Ice program. Michael's team will be playing next week.
Ryan couldn't make it but he'll be there for Michael's game next week.
Micro Stock.. I think that's the name for this class of cars that can do 60 MPH on an asphalt track. The owner told me that it's powered by a 5 HP lawnmower engine bored out to 14 HP. The car costs about 1,200.00 and it has some of the basic safety features you'd expect to find in a regular stock car, like a roll cage. The best part is that you can fit it in the back of a pick up truck.
That's Joey sitting in the seat. To get him in, we lowered him down through a hatch in the roof.
Yep, we got more snow. I think we're pretty close to breaking the record for the most snowfall in one season, set in 1996. We took this picture in front of the Ledgewood Mall, that's our Tahoe in front.
Danielle just sent me this picture from the dentist's office. It looks like Dr. Kitchin had to resort to sunglasses and ear phones to keep Joey calm. Joey is NOT a fan of the dentist!
I passed this exit on Route 80 in the middle of Pennsylvania, about 200 miles from the actual Jersey Shore. I'd love to know the story behind the name of that town.
Michael and I spent Sunday afternoon at the Vanderveen's skating on their backyard rink. What a blast! The kids played hockey for a couple hours, then the dads took on the kids for the rest of the afternoon (or drank beer and watched by the fire pit). They built the rink from one of those white plastic tarps that farmers use to cover hay in the winter, and they used two garden hoses to fill it with water for 15 hours. I bet there's around 5 or 10 thousand gallons of water in that rink, considering the one side is a couple feet deep.
We went to Red Lobster to celebrate Michael's 9th birthday last night. Michael went for the lobster and devoured the whole thing (and some of my french fries too). Happy Birthday, buddy!
Michael turned 9 years old (or 3,285 days as Michael informed me) today. Danielle got up this morning to make blueberry pancakes and hang streamers and balloons around the kitchen to celebrate. People always say how fast time goes by when you have kids, but it doesn't really hit home until you realize that the little person you brought home from the hospital nine years ago is now standing as high as your chin.