Well, not really…only because my poor kids have inherited a little of my coordination. BUT they’re pulling through it and we now have tennis players. Real tennis players who can hit the ball over the net, and actually get a good rally going.
They had their first tennis tournament a couple weeks ago and I must be a baby or something, but stuff like that makes my heart swell so much and gets me a little teary-eyed if I’m not careful. My little babies are big enough to play tennis.
They played all different opponents for almost three hours.
The spectators were pretty cute too…except for Claire who was sulking about something or other somewhere.
Grace was dying that she wasn’t quite old enough to enter so we hit a few at the end. That’s the ticket…I want to make her want it.
Great job guys!