For some reason we've started heading to the tennis courts on Monday nights. Ever since Aunt Nar bought the kids their tennis rackets, the kids just beg to go and play. They also love playing tennis in our cul de sac, but it's not as cool as hitting the courts.
Last night I was SO excited that we had a pretty good volley going on until Brian said, "Yeah, but none of the hits landed in the court at all." Oh well... we call it "hot potato" because we just try and hit the ball no matter where it lands or how many times it has bounced. Some day we'll go more 'by the rules'. :)
Last night I was SO excited that we had a pretty good volley going on until Brian said, "Yeah, but none of the hits landed in the court at all." Oh well... we call it "hot potato" because we just try and hit the ball no matter where it lands or how many times it has bounced. Some day we'll go more 'by the rules'. :)
Lindsey's getting a little instructional time from Brian.
2 comments:
I like the way you guys play tennis! - of course, you're talking to someone who was at the time in high school and beat at "real tennis" by her then 5 year old brother. He did later grow up and play in the high school state championships for tennis, but still, he was 5 and beat me at tennis :)
Now wait a minute, Reece is the only one who looks like he's even coming close to hitting the ball. What's everyone else doing? By the way, lose any more balls down the storm drain on our street lately?
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