Meant to be

Growing up I would DREAM about who I'd end up with. I always always said that my lucky number is 22 (Maybe my birthday falling on the 22nd day of April had something to do with it).

Well, sure enough. Look what happened!

 

 When Neal and I were in college and I found out his favorite number was 22 along with his high school hockey number I couldn't help but think, "IT'S A SIGN!"

Since moving back up to Salt Lake, Neal took up hockey again! He played all through high school and loved it. He'd always talk about it but living in St. George really restricted him from being able to continue to play.

The past couple months him and his buddies have gone to play some pick up games. I usually moan and groan about it because it's late at night and usually falls on a weekend BUT in all honesty, I couldn't be happier for him 

He LOVES to play, he comes home filled with stories about guys yelling at each other, almost getting in a fight, pummeling some dude, ..... you know, guy stuff? I'm never very interested but it is always good to see him have such a great time. They are planning on joining an adult league this summer and Liam and I are so looking forward to watching him play. 

Think of how many times my sweet husband has supported me at my dance shows and yet I have NEVER seen him play hockey?! Big fail on my part. I just can't get myself to stay up that late to go see a pick-up game! But- you better believe that I will be the best team-mom and have treats for him and his teammates at after every game this summer :)