How far??

I was ECSTATIC to go and purchase Brevin's very first tennis racket. He was ecstatic too! I thought, oh this will be fun! But once I got to the store to pick it out, I found myself getting a little more serious about this racket than I thought I would be. I sure did not want him to have a "kid" racket with Sponge Bob or Dora (much to Brev's dismay)...he needed to have the real deal...the one that will bring him to his first U.S. Open or Wimbledon (I am not kidding when I am writing that these thoughts went through my mind). So we settled on an orange and black Andre Agassi model (is that a big surprise). I had to pull myself away from the accessory aisle all the while saying to myself, "He is only 2, he is only 2!" So we got the racket and were on our way for our first lesson...I mean fun time playing around the courts. We got to the courts and Brevin thought his new racket was something special for sure. He threw balls, ran after balls, hit balls...running, running, running. It truly was great! We wrapped up our first tennis time together and as we were walking home I was thinking need to Google "How to teach a toddler to play tennis." This was a snippet of Heath's and my conversation later...

Heath: How did he like getting out on the court?

Me: OH he loved it, but when we go tomorrow, don't expect much...he can't hit

Heath: (laughing) Well duh Jill...he is 2.

Me: I know, I know...I am not sure what I was expecting, but I don't know.

Heath: (laughing shaking his head)

The next day we headed out as a family to play around. Brevin's first skill lesson was "ready position" (which he loved saying). If we can get that down this summer along with bouncing and hitting, I will be happy...

Here is the point of my blog. Yet another time in my short motherhood journey I have put my foot in my mouth (I still stand strong that dance or hockey will NEVER enter the Vosberg household)...I now know first hand the feeling that drives so many parents to give up theirs lives, marriages, kid's lives to pursue sports. A lot of times it is about what will make mom and dad happy, sadly. Mom's and dad's everywhere have their own future movie playing out about the World Series, Superbowl and Wimbledon. I never thought that feeling would overwhelm me as much as it did. I will try my best to keep my own feelings in check for all parties involved sake, but if Brevin shows some Agassi talent as the years go on...I will definitely have a front row seat for his successes! :)