Walking in to his tennis lesson yesterday he was so excited to be carrying his own racquet in his new tennis bag and I couldn’t help but notice how grown up he looked.
The shadow cast on the wall of legs much longer than his and I suddenly pictured him as a 15 year old, heading in to training.As much as I’d love him to be a top tennis player, I know better than to push my dreams on to him.
I’m just thankful that he loves it now and has fun doing it. And mostly I’m thankful he is healthy enough to be able to run around a tennis court and enjoy the great outdoors.
Linking up with Leigh at Six By The Bay for Thankful Thursday Moments of Gratitude