Ice time waits for no one.
Here it is, the first full week of March and it felt like we were in the dark depths of December though it wasn't quite as cold and snowy. Last night was the "spring forward" part of the time change rhyme and we all lost an hour of sleep. Poor Caden, he is always bright eyed when woken in the morning. Not this morning.
But, he did get to the rink, with his dad on time: 6:30AM.
On the other hand, I caught another half hour of sleep and met them for the game.
It will be an early night tonight. For everyone.