Raising three lively boys, while also working outside the home, made for some busy times. No matter our schedule, Hubby and I did our best to stay actively involved in our boys’ lives. And we always tried to have fun doing it.
We camped and picnicked a lot.
We hunted Christmas trees – not always successfully, but that’s a story for another day.
In Dawson Creek, we had a New Year’s Day tradition of tobogganing.
Hubby took a particular interest in the boys’ sports. He taught them all how to skate, and coached the older two in soccer when they were young and hockey as they got older.
For many years, we were very involved with minor hockey and it warms my heart when, after all this time, I run into a parent or a child Hubby coached and they speak so fondly of their time on Hubby’s team. He didn’t try to be the “winningest” coach, but he made sure every single kid on the team had fun, which made him very popular.
One team presented him with a Coach’s jacket
Another team gave him this hockey plate, which he still displays with pride.
We rarely did elaborate costumes for Halloween, but Hubby always carved pumpkins with the boys.
Over the years it grew into quite a fine art form with my competitive males trying to out-do each other.
We’ve had many boating adventures along with a few misadventures.
The boys might be all grown up now, but fun was still the name of the game on a family trip to Mexico a few years ago.
In recent years, Hubby has started to slow down a little (who hasn’t?), but he still works hard around the home.
Every once in awhile, Hubby gets it into his head to grow a beard, even though he knows I’m really not partial to facial hair. Lucky for me, he’s decided he now resembles Santa Claus too much, so I do believe his beard growing days are behind him.
Check back next weekend for some empty-nester adventures.