The following day, Dabi left early for practice and you and Koemi saw him off at the front door, waving to him as he disappeared off down the road.
“Ok, Missy Pie, we need to get some food today because we’re down to the last packet of corn chips and you can’t even eat them.” You chatted to her as you got some breakfast ready for her, then after she had finished you cleaned her up and changed her clothes in preparation to go to the store.
You needed to get a few extra things while you were out so decided to go to the main shops that were a little further away and you clipped Ko into the bike seat that you had purchased a while ago, then off you pedaled to the shops that were about a 20 minute bike ride away.
Once there, you put your bright eyed little one in a trolley and did your shopping while she looked at all the lights and pointed to different things.
“Bear!” she shouted when she saw a big stuffed teddy bear out the front of the toy store and you grinned at her.
“Do you like the bear? Did you want to have a closer look?” you asked, turning the trolley and walking closer so she could pat its face.
She giggled and reached over the edge of the trolley but something beyond the bear also caught her attention and she screeched with excitement.
“Wowowbow wowowbow!” she cried, her little legs flicking back and forth with exuberant excitement to expel some of that extreme delight out of her system.
“Where, baby?” you asked, looking in past the bear to see the volleyball.
There, in a sports ball bin, was a mikasa volleyball… but miniature sized, and you couldn’t help but chuckle and ‘awww’ at its cute size.
“I have to get you this one. I know you sleep with daddy’s one but it’s huge so let’s get you your own ‘wowowbow’ you said, pushing the trolley in so she could get the ball.
The minute her chubby little hands wrapped around it, you knew it was going to be her favourite toy, and when she had a melt down because the check out lady had to take it to scan it so you could pay for it, you knew that the love had run deep already.
“Daddy will be excited to see this,” you said to her, taking a picture of how she was clutching it protectively to her front.
You sent the picture to Dabi with the caption “look, daddy, I have my own ball now.”
And smiled as you hit send.
“It’s just so far away,” you heard a lady say sadly from nearby and you looked up to see what was going on.
“Yeah,” a second lady lamented, “both my boys love volleyball but there are no places that teach volleyball to young kids around here and it’s really upsetting.”
“My 2 year old is obsessed,” the first lady continued, “if only there were a place that would teach volleyball to kids under 3. Everywhere I’ve looked has been ages 3 up but surely there’s a calling for kids under that age to start. If anywhere started up around here I would definitely send my girl.”
“Oh same here. My twin boys would be signed up immediately, they’re both 18 months…”
You continued slowly past the ladies and looked at Koemi again as she hugged her ball.
“My Koemi is coming up to 18 months… what if I ran a mini players daycare volleyball training thing?” You wondered, “those two mums sound really keen??”
And before you knew it you had turned your trolley around and had walked back to the two mums chatting by the poster they had seen.
“Hi, sorry, excuse me?” you asked politely, catching the attention of the two mums, “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation about the lack of volleyball training for under 3 in this area…”
“Yes!” The first mum said, “everything is so far away and I’m not going to travel into the next town for an hours practice.”
“I see your little one also loves volleyball?” the second commented upon seeing the death grip Koemi had on the miniature mikasa volleyball.
“Yeah,” you chuckled, “she comes by it naturally though, my boyfriend is in the V league and I played heavily in high school.”
“Oh! Impressive!” the first said with awe, “do you know of any places that would take under 3 years of age for volleyball around here?”
“Well… unfortunately, no… but… I do have a degree in coaching, specifically volleyball… and I was wondering, if I started up a class for 18 month to 3 years… would you be interested, and would you know of others who would be interested?”
“Oh my! Yes!” The first exclaimed, “I have 2 other friends with little ones who love volleyball! I would definitely let them know!”
“Can I have your contact details?” the second asked you, “please let us know when you start, it would be wonderful to join!”
You swapped details with the ladies and then chatted a little more and said goodbye before heading off to do the shopping.
“Well… looks like I’ll be starting my own mini players training group,” you said to Koemi.
“Wowowbow!” she announced, holding up her ball to show you.
“Yes! That’s it! Wowowbow toddler volleyball training,” you said, “I love the name.”
The rest of that day you were distracted by thoughts of starting up your own kiddie team and as soon as Dabi got back earlier that evening you blurted it all out.
He was super excited! And eager to help you get started, so you looked into the process right away.
Firstly you got a business number registered and the ‘wowowbow’ volleyball name linked to your name so that it was registered to you… then you looked up the prices you could charge and somewhere where you could rent a court to train for 2 hours a day.
“2 hours is a long time, isn’t it?” Dabi asked.
“We won’t be throwing balls all that time we’ll be doing other stuff,” you said, scrolling through potential places.
There was a small place, not far from you, that claimed the court was in the backyard of someone’s place but it seemed nice and you thought that maybe you would go and check it out so the next day you left your little one at home with Dabi to watch volleyball, and you went to scout out some of the places you had seen ads for the day before.