Moving II

After I told Junior we’d be moving to Canada–I had broached whether he’d be up for it before–he reflexively gave me his quick checklist: “okay, I’ll have to start learning French and borrow your hockey stick.” Well, he can put off the French for a bit; no need to make the Anglophiles of St. John’s suspicious. But wow, the hockey thing is legit.

PS Speaking of Junior, here’s a nice trick for getting rid of those knots in his shoes he seems to always double-down on.