Getting Ready to Run, originally uploaded by cheryl.
At long last ... Connor has finally joined the official world of t-ball. Of course, when the coach asked the kids who had played before, he also raised his hand. Playing the back yard counts, right? Connor clearly thought so.
Connor's weekend at the lake was cut a little short so that he could make it home this afternoon in time for his very first practice. Uncle Brian and cousins Austin and Kyndal brought him back home and even stayed to watch his first practice (games start at 5 o'clock, so they probably won't be able to make those with work and school). They drove their car down to the field. We packed the twins into the double stroller and Connor rode his bike. It's that close, which is really nice.
The team met on the t-ball field. He got to meet his new coach and some of the other kids on the team. Some had played before. And some, like him, were going to need a few more lessons. But he did really well. He listened to the coaches, he paid attention to what was going on (most of the time), and he didn't even complain about the hot or being thirsty or any of the other typical little kid complaints.
After an hour, the boys were done for the day. They all took turns playing a few positions in the field, and everyone got a chance to bat off of the tee. Connor had a good hit on his first swing. Then he had a few misses as he took the whole tee out several times in a row (Uncle Brian thought the tee should have been lowered a little, as Connor kind of likes the low ones). He ended with another good hit out past the pitcher.
After it was over, he came over and gave us all high fives. Then he spotted the Gatorade. He was suddenly thirsty. And then he told us he was going to the playground now. T-ball was fun, but there was a park over there calling his name.