With the start of a new trimester, we sat down with Sojo and made a big list of various sports and activities offered on camp. Her job was to pick two--our way of keeping her involved but also honoring that she loves to come home and do all that fun kid stuff of riding bikes and playing in the park. She wound up choosing tennis and baseball, which we thought were awesome choices. I grew up with lots of playing tennis in the street with friends, and I have tons of great memories of the sport. We opted for private lessons because the whole waiting in line thing is just not fun at all for kids, and they are pretty cheap for a half hour.
With fingers crossed that she would like it, we headed off to our first lesson with a borrowed racket and a Darth Vader tshirt. Watching her play, I was gobsmacked at how well she hit the ball, and she loved playing with the teacher. Just the right amount of competition and instant gratification to hit the ball so well. She was so hooked that she wound up going for another lesson the following day, which surprised me as her friends were waiting to play in the park.
Kudos to her for branching out and trying something new. Kudos to us for steering her towards a sport where Dale and I can watch instead of being the coaches.