HOW can tiny baby Cooper be old enough for a hockey tournament?
Wasn't this him YESTERDAY?
And now? He's a big tough hockey player.
I have since moved that wreath inside because I didn't really like how it looked on the door, but you know what? I also don't like how it looks in the house. Bah Humbug.
Coop's team won their first game in a shoot out, which was way more exciting than 8 year-old hockey has any business being.
We had so much fun as a family having breakfast between games-- we literally
NEVER have fun at restaurants.
And! For just a brief moment in time, I stopped eating like a human trash can and remembered all of the things I learned on Whole30
We even had fun between games. I read a book. Cooper horsed around with his team. Dorothy brought dolls and a doll house. We all played Heads Up on my phone. We were wholesome AF.
Game face:
They ended up taking 4th and celebrated with baskets of fried food.
These guys were more than happy to tag along.
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