Last night we took J to a hockey game, his first. My boss gave us tickets and we figured why not. In the first five minutes we thought we had made a HUGE mistake. The horn that goes off when the home team scores seriously bothered. He's already afraid of loud noises, but the fear in his eyes clenched my heart. Then he says "me go home mommy" I tried to comfort him but his next reply was "go back in car", R says let's go and I say let me try one thing and if they score again block his ears. The drive was over and hr long and we paid $12 for parking, you gotta try to make it work. So I pull out the snacks. Next option was to get him out of the arena and into the halls. The snacks worked! He did nto stop eating the entire time except to watch the game a bit and color on his aqua-doodle. Phew we missed that one, but I think we'll wait another year till we try again. Of course when he was laying in bed he kept talking about hockey, with his last comment being "I love hockey". Well daddy will be happy to hear that.