Tenacity -- I hope you get one just like you. My mom has told me many times before we decided to have kids:
I hope you get one just like you: non-stop as she said with a glint and a hint of friendly revenge in her eye.
Tenacity. Just take a look at my son there in December weather in Cleveland, Ohio. Frigid temperatures -- in the teens with the wind chill. This kid plays basketball all winter long in the backyard. He shovels the snow off to the best of his ability and he will go outside and shoot baskets for 30-60 minutes just about every day. If the court is icy, he will take his boot and try and scrape it off when he can't get the shovel to do what he wants.
Sometimes, he will spend 10 minutes dragging his heel around scraping ice off the court, just enough to make a lay-up path.
My mom always said I was non-stop as a kid (and that's my recollection as well), running in for just enough time to shovel food in my mouth a few times a day and then running back out the door, not to be seen until the next meal.
One attribute in life that I think I was fortunate to have innately is tenacity. Different people have different inherent characteristics, both good and bad. I think tenacity has served me really well in life and I sure hope it does for my son as well and I hope he never loses it.
Keep on shooting...
Oh...lest I forget, this kid plays so much basketball, always shooting, always trying new moves, etc. So...when we play a game of horse, it's pretty bad when a grown man can't beat his 9-year old son in a game of horse. I seriously try and he has shot that ball so many times, it's become second nature. I usually lose by at least 2-3 letters most games. I'm lucky to win 1 out of 10 games.
Luckily, I can still get the tip off! :)