Porter is currently playing hockey. Finally Mom, geez. Almost every single one of his little posse of friends plays hockey, and now he is finally in the know. Most of the kids out there have already been playing for two or three years (don't get me started on childhood sports, hockey is not the only crazy one!), so Porter has to work really hard to keep up. And he falls down a lot. And comes home exhausted three times a week and eats all the things. This has been a boon to picky eating, and I have to give it to him, he is not complaining. He really seems to be trying and working, and we will see how it goes. Hanging out at the ice rink with the girls is not as bad as I made it out in my head, but it is cold and I get no cell service. I definitely won't be sad if he doesn't want to continue after this season is over, but I'm willing to give it a chance.
In other news, we put an old mirror in the chicken yard. And while all the birds were curious, it is the turkey that just can't let it go. She hangs out by the mirror a lot, and we often have to force her in the coop at night as she'd rather sleep with her friend. It's kind of cute and kind of sad, but we can't see taking it away from her now.
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