T-ball
This summer is our first experience with T-ball. It.is.boring.
Oops! Did I say that out loud?
It’s true, though. I’m not going to be a good baseball mom. I’m definitely more of the soccer mom type. Soccer, I love. Soccer is movement and excitement. T-ball is a lot of, well, standing around and waiting.
No matter our feelings about it, we are there to support our little slugger Bug as he swings, swings again, swings again, makes contact with the tee, swings again, knocks the ball onto the ground in front of him, swings, swings again, hits the tee, swings and knocks the ball all the way to the pitcher’s circle. Hubby stands on the field proudly, assistant coaching, directing the little guys around the bases and watching the clock.
Everytime Bug runs back into the dug-out and shouts, “Mommy! Did you see me? I hit the ball and I ran!!” it is worth it for me to spend an hour, two or three times per week, in the humid heat, keeping a three and one year old occupied as my ankles swell. Oh yes, the way he gives me a thumbs up from 1st base makes me forget about the mosquitos that are biting and the perspiration that is doting my face. My baby is having fun and so am I.
June 15th, 2007 at 3:47 pm
Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’ve never heard ANYONE claim that t-ball is exciting. Bleh. Oh SURE, if my own precious progeny ask to do things such as t-ball, I’ll go along with it, but I won’t ENJOY it.
July 9th, 2007 at 9:49 am
Would tball be more exciting if this was used?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ovm41EV2FIA