Toddlers and obsessions go hand in hand. Like many other children, my son had an intense Cars obsession for a long time. He still loves Cars and anything having to do with Cars very very much, but it is no longer an obsession.
Now, The Obsession has moved on to hockey.
You know it is an obsession when you tell people, “He really loves hockey,” and you know inside that doesn’t even begin to explain it.
Examples of my son’s new obsession:
Our wood floor has stickers on it to represent advertising space at the hockey rink.
The wood floor is called The Ice.
The Swiffer is called The Zamboni, and Parker “cleans the ice” at least once a day.
Of course, he has a hockey net, hockey sticks, and four different pucks to play with.
When at daycare, where there are no hockey supplies, our son reportedly finds the vacuum cleaner attachment and uses it as a hockey stick.
He wears a hockey jersey about every single day.
He stands at his hockey net, does his goalie stretches, then acts like he’s taking a drink of water and spits it over his shoulder.
He is constantly on the look-out at Target for very extra soft socks that will help him “skate better.”
When at a hockey game, he sits and watches the whole thing. It is quite serious.
His stocking cap is his “helmet.”
And, yes, as his mother I am already worried about the cost and possible injuries that come with this damned sport. Either The Obsession will continue, and I will be a Hockey Mom, or The Obsession will run its course and make room for a new obsession. Time will tell.
