Okay, so it isn't a real pool table. But the principles are the same. So, on a Saturday night sleepover, Reeve tried to teach Gabi the fundamentals -- especially how to hold the cue stick. At one point in utter frustration, Reeve was overheard saying, "Gabi, I'm not going to teach you anymore!"
But, alas, Gabi persevered and Reeve once again took up the role of teacher until finally Gabi was successful and got one of the balls into the pocket! (You will note in the picture below that Reeve has the skill down pat, and the cue ball is well on its way.)The sleepover was a great success with mac-and-cheese for Saturday night dinner (kids only), library DVDs before bedtime, and pancakes for breakfast before heading off downtown to church at St. Andrews Presbyterian.
O yes, after church the whole tribe worked-in a swim at our pool and had left-overs for lunch before Doug and Tracy headed home for the all-important naps. - rw
2 comments:
Ah, Sleepovers -- a gift from above.
Not sure that Reeve will have the patience to become a teacher, following in his parents (and grandma's) footsteps.
that's QUITE the billiard table. um huhhhhhh. i'm impressed. oh, but give reevesters some time, he's still young. and in the words of Mr. Bush: HE'S A GOOD KID.
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