T-ball

Yay for another sport that the kids can be on the same team and Daddy can coach!

And it was even more fun having all the neighborhood kids on the same team too (and lots of friends from school).



 

 It's not T-ball if you don't see players writing in the dirt or taking a seat to rest when they're in the outfield.

 

 

Mason was super fun to watch.  Especially when he ran the bases.  He never ran the straight line to the base.  He took the widest, longest curved path possible, almost looking like he was headed for the dugout.  But he always knew where he was going.

 

  

Don't let this little cheerleader fool you.  He sat and watched and cheered for a few minutes for only ONE game.  The rest of the games he didn't understand why he couldn't be out on the field or in the dug out with everyone else.  Let's just say it was pretty hard for me to sit and actually get to watch much of the games.

 

 

And the best part is that we are done before the extreme heat of the summer.