Let the games begin

Clay, Rachel, Nana, Poppa and I spent Monday night watching Ethan at his first t-ball game...actually his first game of any kind. It was a little bit surreal realizing that we have a kid old enough to be playing organized sports, and there we were with our water bottles, camping chairs, glove, ball, etc. As I was getting him dressed for the game he told me that he didn't want to play t-ball anymore because he didn't know you had to wear pants AND tuck your shirt in...double whammy. After he scored his first run he said, "I love t-ball!" I had a lot of fun watching him experience something new, and Clay had a lot of fun out on the field reminding all of the boys which way to run...and when. One little boy on E's team kept shouting to the batters, "Is it my turn yet?" If you're needing some comic relief on a Monday night, just come on out to the t-ball fields.













 

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