We came home from Quebec City last night. We were there for my daughter’s “select” AAA hockey team’s tournament. We left early. We could have stayed another night and played two more games, but, my daughter’s team lost all four and were O.U.T., so we, the parental units, opted to save another $125 in hotel charges and drive after the last 7pm game, into the late night, home. It wasn’t easy but it was the right thing to do.
Isn’t that always the case? Ugh.
Olivia was devastated when we packed our bags and 9AM yesterday morning. They had two more games to play, and even though the first two went 0-6 and 0-4, Olivia was pretty sure her team might still make it to the championship round. Continue reading