The kids got a bit of candy for Valentine's Day. Then we drove them out to Stone Mountain to meet my Dad. He took them to a circus and then spoiled them at the Dollar Store before bringing them home to spend the night.
The circus and going to Papa's were last minute plans, but it freed up my afternoon to watch Todd play tennis. I always enjoy seeing him play because he has such a love for the sport and is a great player, although I rarely am relieved of parental duties to go watch. Bringing the kids to the courts is hard because they have so much energy and want to run around and play, or just yell out "HI DADDY" right when Todd is preparing to serve or hit a set point.
He is a jumper!
This was a mixed doubles match. It was a difficult match because Todd's partner wasn't as strong of a player as the opposing woman, although Todd and the other guy were evenly matched.
Todd has a rockin back hand! His skills on the court really amaze me.
But it is his sportsmanship that makes me the proudest. The woman on the other team made multiple bad calls, which ultimately ended up winning them the match. It is always a disappointment when other players resort to intentionally bad calls and unfair play. My honeys politely asked her if she was sure of her calls and handled himself well. If the kids were there, he would have been the best role model for them to see how adults should behave towards cheaters and not stooping to name calling or anger. That's not to say Todd wasn't angry, but he kept it to himself.
And so on Valentine's Day, while sitting on the outskirts of the court, I was reminded of how much I love Todd. Not just for how he treats me and our kids, but for how he treats others in difficult situations.