Tennis anyone?

The ladies had their first tennis lesson of the year last night (or quite honestly, of their young lives).  You never know what you're going to get with these two when starting something new (mainly Reese).  She has thankfully taken to Spanish class but perhaps that is because you are encouraged to drop off the kids and go (an hour free with my little Emerson, hells yeah I'll take it) so coming out to find me isn't an option.  At tennis class, not so much.  You watch (which is darn cute and fun in its own right).  But a little too easy for Reese to find an alternative to actually following direction and playing.  She started out okay but quickly opted for life outside the courts.  And when I talked her into going back in to give it a shot, she did what she does best, ran right up to the teacher who wasn't expecting her and got nailed in the face with his hand.   You can guess how that turned out.
Anyway, Ryan took to it.....Monica Seles she is not but she gave it her all and our vampire who can't stand two things:  sun and hot weather, listened well and tried her best.  Major props to her considering her allergies have been out of control lately.  But she definitely looked the part.

 When Reese was out there, every time she hit the ball she would then jump up and down shouting "I scored...Mom, I scored"

 Killing time by practicing our Elvis impersonations....

 Warm up stretching....

 And there she is....making her escape as every other child follows direction

 My sweet bud.

Reese tells me she is going to try again tomorrow night...."and I won't cry mom".
Stay tuned....