We took advantage of an unseasonably cool day to introduce some tennis basics to our daughter. We had just bought her a new racquet, after all! She was enthusiastic, if nothing else. She refused to wear anything other than her jellies and upon dripping some water from the water bottle onto her pink shorts, promptly stripped them off. So begins her tennis career.

In between swipes at the ball, she insisted on running over to August's carseat to check on him. After a brief assessment, she'd rejoin me and Kyle as we shook our heads in wonder. She's so unpredictable, this one! A tennis player, maybe, but first and foremost, a big sister!

Oh, and since Brooklyn seemed to be getting into it, we decided August must look the part as well.