Adventure Boy and Coach Dad — at the photo stand
Obligatory pic of Oriole Bird…unlike some of the kids my son did not kick the Oriole Bird!
Throwing out the first pitch — well, it’s t-ball so there is no pitcher and it was the second inning by the time this pic was taken, but you get the idea. Once an editor, always an editor. I must get my facts right!
My son had the greatest time at his first t-ball opening day game. Shall I tell you all about his day?
- Woke early, as usual. Girls still snoozing away. He got family room to himself and that is just grand in his book!
- Daddy AND Mommy took him to the game while the girls snoozed away.
- He got his picture taken by himself…with a bat…while standing on a stool.
- He was the tallest in the team photo, which meant he proudly stood in the middle of the team photo. The photog told him to stand on the brown footprints — he stood on the brown foot prints the whole time. Who is this kid who listens to directions and why doesn’t he live in my house??
- He played in his first ever game and well….like every other kid out there he threw a ball or two and ran a base or two and had a lot of fun.
- There was no snack at the game…I was wondering how this would play out. Little kid – snack at game = meltdown I’m just saying! But, he never noticed. Outstanding!
- Our little threesome moseyed back to the concession area to grab lunch.
- The day ended with a moonbounce, an obstacle course, and the Oriole Bird.
I had a good day, too. I got to chat to three or four mom friends on the team, and got re-acquainted with a mom and dad I have met at a birthday party for one of the t-ball players. One mom friend I saw this morning after seeing her last night at the Battle of the Books. Our 10-year-olds were team members in the Battle of the Books. I’ll post about this school event — an “Olympic”-like opening procession of “reader” athletes, county dignitaries, many questions about books read, and a chance to turn someone else on to the wonders of twitter!