My poor husband wishes he was a hockey player. He lives, eats, and sleeps hockey. Poor boy doesn't know when to give up. I found this left open on his computer screen the other day HAHA! I tell him when we have boys of our own he can live through them and sign them up for a hockey team.
He found this hockey helmet at the thrift store and pulled a fit because I wouldn't let him buy it.(it was a kids size and it didn't even fit his head)
