Batter Up!

When Chad and I were first together, we lived across the street from a baseball field. It was a little run down and used mostly for weekend games and tee ball practice. Every week, on tee ball night, we'd talk about how adorable the "mini kids" were, running around the field in their uniforms.

Now we have a mini kid. And he's too cute in his batting helmet and glove. I may just melt when he gets his uniform next week.

His first practice was fantastic. Coach John gathered everyone in a circle and, after determining that we're all newbies and this is his first year, asked for help. While other teams had parents in the bleachers, our team's parents were out on the field, adjusting a stance here, helping with a throw there. Coach John walked between two stations, checking on the progress and trying to get everyone's names correct.

We had to remind the assistant coaches that although Joseph is a righty, he bats left handed. Odd, I know.

By the end of practice, the kids had thrown, hit and put grass in each other's hair.

I can't wait until the next practice.