We spent the morning doing part of the Freedom Trail in Boston, but it turns out that most of our pictures are more appropriate for lectures than this blog. There were two of Nicholas, however:
After naps, my mom agreed to play tennis with Nicholas. We aren't really sure where he got this idea, but he has been begging to play tennis for weeks and so I had convinced him to wait until Grandma was here since Grandma actually really knows how to play tennis. As should be expected with a 3 year old, we didn't really
play tennis (but who are we kidding, I have more coordination but never actually learned the game so it isn't as though I could actually play anyway), but my mom did teach Nicholas the basics of how to hit and he had a really good time. In other words, success.
He couldn't volley because having to move to the ball was beyond him, but after swinging and missing many a time
he started to get pretty good about making contact:
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