Back in April Emerson walked past the tennis rackets in the garage and asked me if I would play with him. He had never played before but knew what the game was about from way back in our Mason days. Josh and I would load the vowel kids in the double stroller and walk to the red park around the corner and play a few games while the kids chased the balls and picked at bugs on the court. And to purposefully digress, I will add that I won 90% of the time. Josh and I are obnoxiously competitive when we play sports against each other. You should hear the basketball stories from our early married days involving self disciplined suicide sprints to condition for our one-on-one games of 21 and Wednesday night basketball.
Emerson and tennis are a perfect harmony. He loves it and is really great at it. And the instant self esteem is priceless! And as coincidence would have it, just as I was researching his future through a school tennis program, Josh got an email for a community summer program. We signed him up, you bet we did.