Flying Finn, 2.0

So, The Flying Finn, Version 1, dusted off his skates on Saturday and laced them up.

This time, the bleachers were empty (save for some little guy's grandma, and me—the VERY pregnant wife, mother, and videographer), and the team a little shorthanded . . . but what a cheering committee!

Aaron and I decided to spend Valentine's Day romancing our family, and what a blast!

I found the perfect pair of tiny hockey skates (Daddy was so relieved they were not figure skates), and the three of us walked hand-in-hand to the park and the little skating rink that awaited . . .

There, The Flying Finn, version 2.0 was born as Caleb stepped out onto the rink and dug his little blades into the ice (or tried).

Neither Aaron or myself are too keen on being "hockey parents," as we both grew up with plenty of rink-time under our belts, but for now, we decided that just getting Caleb on the ice was a pretty good idea . . . and by the look on the little guy's face, we are pretty sure he agreed!