bedtime books that shoot and score
A little while back, I placed a very hockey-centric online book order. In addition to two books for myself, I got three kid books to add to Kenny's library. They were:
This is a fun look at the alphabet, using hockey-related items. For instance, while Z is for zamboni, G is for the Great One, and V is for the Vezina Trophy. Instead of K for King Clancy, I always say that "K is for Kenny!" This is a popular, and shameless, way to go, and it is generally met with much approval. The downside of the book is that the entries are written in rhyme, and the rhymes aren't always of the highest caliber. Of course, I circumvent that by making up my own explanations for each entry. For example, whereas the book lists S for slashing, I call it S for skating. And where it says T is for tripping (which sends you to the penalty box), I say T is for time-out. As in, when Daddy gets called by the malicious referees for tripping, he begrudgingly takes a time-out and feels much shame.
The other rhyme-based book is called, "Hat Tricks Count" and teaches numbers by associating them with various hockey-related things (hat tricks, famous jersey numbers, players on the ice, etc.).
This is the less interesting of the two, but Kenny does like to help me count the various hockey players, trophies, and piles of pucks. Speaking of which, he's getting very good at pointing out the puck, the goalie, the zamboni, and even sticks and skates. I'm extremely proud of both my boy and my subtle hockey-indoctrination process.
The final book is a fun read, but more for when he's a little older and has more patience per page. It's also a paean to a hockey legend who played for Overboard's hometown Bruins.
Oh yeah, this story is always prefaced by my best, "Goal by numbah foah, Oah."
While Kenny hasn't taken a shine to the book (yet), I love it. I mean, who doesn't love the whole sports hero hits a home run for the kid in the hospital story, except, you know, on the ice? Brilliant.
As I have mentioned in the past, I run the risk of alienating instead of indoctrinating. Kenny could rebel against my hockey enthusiasm and embrace golf instead. Or, worse still, he could catch on to the whole "big in Canada" thing, but accidentally become enamored of curling. That would be bad, but I'll take my chances.
This is a fun look at the alphabet, using hockey-related items. For instance, while Z is for zamboni, G is for the Great One, and V is for the Vezina Trophy. Instead of K for King Clancy, I always say that "K is for Kenny!" This is a popular, and shameless, way to go, and it is generally met with much approval. The downside of the book is that the entries are written in rhyme, and the rhymes aren't always of the highest caliber. Of course, I circumvent that by making up my own explanations for each entry. For example, whereas the book lists S for slashing, I call it S for skating. And where it says T is for tripping (which sends you to the penalty box), I say T is for time-out. As in, when Daddy gets called by the malicious referees for tripping, he begrudgingly takes a time-out and feels much shame.
The other rhyme-based book is called, "Hat Tricks Count" and teaches numbers by associating them with various hockey-related things (hat tricks, famous jersey numbers, players on the ice, etc.).
This is the less interesting of the two, but Kenny does like to help me count the various hockey players, trophies, and piles of pucks. Speaking of which, he's getting very good at pointing out the puck, the goalie, the zamboni, and even sticks and skates. I'm extremely proud of both my boy and my subtle hockey-indoctrination process.
The final book is a fun read, but more for when he's a little older and has more patience per page. It's also a paean to a hockey legend who played for Overboard's hometown Bruins.
Oh yeah, this story is always prefaced by my best, "Goal by numbah foah, Oah."
While Kenny hasn't taken a shine to the book (yet), I love it. I mean, who doesn't love the whole sports hero hits a home run for the kid in the hospital story, except, you know, on the ice? Brilliant.
As I have mentioned in the past, I run the risk of alienating instead of indoctrinating. Kenny could rebel against my hockey enthusiasm and embrace golf instead. Or, worse still, he could catch on to the whole "big in Canada" thing, but accidentally become enamored of curling. That would be bad, but I'll take my chances.
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