Nate started tennis lessons, his first was last Saturday. As with most things, he resisted and refused to coorperate. And just as the coach gave up and started briefing the parents (us) on how to train him ourselves, he actually started playing and hitting with the coach. AND at the end of it all, refused to leave when lesson time was over.... *sigh*

On 15 May, Nate's grandma turned 65. Celebrations were doubly sweet cuz my father, who just had surgery to drain a blood clot in the brain, was home in time for it.
