T-ball!

Tonight was Will's first t-ball game. He's playing on a team of 3- and 4-year olds from his Montessori school. To clarify a "game" is actually just two rounds of each team hitting and then fielding. Every kid (and most parents, too!) gets to run the bases and the focus is just on trying to get them to understand the game. You know it's going to be a long night when the first words out of your kid's mouth when you get to the field are "is it time for snacks yet?" Ah well, we've got plenty of time to work on his skills. I'm hoping that next week they'll teach him how to slide into second and maybe steal home but perhaps we should just focus on teaching him how to make contact with the actual ball instead of hitting the tee so hard that the ball just sails off.

For those of you who were wondering, there IS crying in T-ball, along with whining, wrestling, laying down in the infield and full-blown meltdowns. At least there are snacks.