Mom and Dad came back from their Christmas shopping yesterday with a spontaneous surprise. We were going to the hockey game that evening to watch our local minor league team, the Twin City Cyclones play against the Knoxville Ice Bears. I called my siblings on the spur, and my brother John and nephew Zeb were the only ones that could go last minute. My sis n'law Holly was hosting a girlz night Christmas Party at their house and the boyz were booted out of the house for the evening. LoL.
My nephew was mesmerized by the skaters. Pffff... forget hockey! He enjoyed the cheer of the crowd and the loud music played overhead. His little bun-buns would shake to the rhythm of the music.
Our team's mascot showed his Christmas spirit by sporting a Santa hat ---

as did this fellow in red. LoL. We tried to get Zeb to take pics with Santa, but he was not having it. He wanted his daddy!
The Ice Bears (booo! hisss!) scored 3 goals in the first quarter to our 1.

But tempers flared on the ice and gloves were thrown off, as these gladiators on ice skates battled it out... and the roar of the crowd rose to a crescendo. Zeb loved it!
Posing with "Nana", a.k.a. Best Mom In the World!

The boyz rehash first half offensive plays and defensive strategies during half time. We were down by 3!
The Cyclones never recovered in the last half. They lost 5-2, but the hockey game was still fun. We had great seats... great eats... and family bonding time that was so sweeeeeeeets.