If Kara was one of the Spice Girls, she would have to be Sporty.
Isaac is willing and determined but hand-eye co-ordination isn’t one of his natural strengths. Toby, I think, actually possesses some ability but has the staying power and self-motivation of Mr Lazy on a hot, sunny bank holiday weekend, so we may never know for sure. (This week he managed to quit his introductory tennis lessons, having lasted all of two sessions. He has a habit of doing things like this.)
Our daughter, however, is a different kettle of fish altogether. She assumes she can do anything her older brothers can do – and she’s usually right. A gymnast’s strength and body control help make her far superior to the boys when it comes to sports.
If our long-limbed Isaac is more suited to being a runner in the mould of Mo Farah, then Kara has the potential to be a footballer in the style of Mo Salah. (Toby, I suspect, will turn out more like Mo Mowlam in terms of sporting achievement.)
Or perhaps Kara will be more of a Joe Montana (the San Francisco 49ers’ four-time Super Bowl-winning quarterback) to her brothers’ Average Joes.
On Bank Holiday Monday, we and about eleventy billion other people ventured out to a park in Abingdon. We brought with us a picnic lunch and a bag of balls. Of course, it was Kara who picked up a mini Aussie Rules football to show off her throwing skills.
She’s a natural. Without instruction, she adopted a textbook throwing action and immediately started throwing hard and straight. I’d say I was impressed but to be honest it’s no more than I’d expect from our little Sporty Spice.
Maybe one day she’ll become the first female quarterback in the NFL. I wouldn’t put it past her.