Our family’s summer revolves around one weekend: The Wimbledon Finals Weekend. Celebrating Wimbledon as a family is a tradition we started the first year of our son Quinn’s life. He will be 8 in July.
We are committed to this celebration. We have a plan that stretches years ahead.
Wimbledon is the oldest tennis tournament in the world, held at the All England Club in Wimbledon, London each summer.
One of four international Grand Slam tournaments, it is the only Major to be played on grass. It’s something to behold, wrapped in traditions of all-white clothing for the players and strawberries and cream for the spectators.
My husband, Al, put himself through college on a tennis scholarship. He left high school as the top seed in Alabama and was the captain of our college’s team when we met. I had only watched Wimbledon for the first time the summer before college because I was stranded on the couch after getting my wisdom teeth out.
Wimbledon was fascinating but inaccessible for me. For Al, it represented so much more.
Seven years after we began dating and melded our pro-sports and ick-sports ways, we had our first baby. Born late July, he was nearly one by the time Wimbledon rolled around.
The weekend of the Wimbledon Finals that first year as a family, we had a ball. The women’s Finals are on Saturday and the men’s Finals on Sunday. We loved playing on the floor with Quinn and watching it together. Today, the distinct sound of Wimbledon on in the background reminds me of that living room and Quinn’s squishy baby body.
That Saturday night, I slipped out to the store and bought two things for a special surprise for the new dad and his son: fresh strawberries and COOL WHIP Whipped Topping. Sunday morning, I would surprise my guys with our very own Breakfast at Wimbledon.
One of the most appealing traditions that surrounds Wimbledon is strawberries and cream. Served at the All England Club to spectators and particularly popular with the crowd watching the match on the large screens outside of Centre Court, it has become the signal of summer.
Fresh strawberries and COOL WHIP on a small screen in our living room would have to do.
It was a roaring success at our house. I took an embarrassing amount of pictures of Quinn covered in COOL WHIP in his high chair, notched down to the lowest height, his dad stretched out on the floor beside him with his own strawberries and cream and a smile to end all smiles.
And right there is how you start a family tradition.
Every year since, we have bought fresh strawberries and COOL WHIP the night before the Sunday men’s Finals at Wimbledon. Breakfast at Wimbledon will enter its 7th year as a family tradition for us this year and we look forward to it all year.
We have three children now. They’ve never known a Wimbledon men’s Finals without strawberries and cream. They’ve never missed one. Our goal? To make it to London for the real thing as a family one day.
Do you think they’ll let us take COOL WHIP on the plane?
Edited by my husband (oh, good grief… and a few edits by me in brackets):
I played #1 on my high school team all four years and was ranked in the top 4 or 5 in the state of AL nearly all my junior tennis life (from about 13 yrs old till left for college). At one point pre-rankings put me at 1 in the state when I was 16, but officially I was 2 (could have been 3). My wife has never recognized that I was a bad [rhymes with sass.] I whipped [one of her ex-boyfriends] in less than 30 min every time we played and my future wife thought he was a tennis god.
Wimbledon begins Monday, June 25. The Finals are July 7- 8 2012. Start your own family tradition and come back and share how you like it! Do you already watch Wimbledon? Love it?
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