Everyone in our house plays tennis. Everyone but me. My husband tried to teach me years ago, before we had kids. It didn't go well. He played in college and I had wanted to learn since I was a kid. He's had much better luck teaching our kids. I may try to learn again some day. Next time I think I'll take lessons from someone I don't know and would never have to see again in case of another disaster.
Usually I'm working when they play, but today I had the chance to see my daughter's match. I took along my camera. It was a gray, overcast day, not bad for taking pictures.
When he wasn't playing, my son posed for me.
He even tried to find a good place for me to take a few shots. "Wait, don't picture yet" he said, before running off to scope out a shot for me.