After three long years of watching his brother play ball, Billy FINALLY got his turn!!! I'm not sure what he expected but it seemed he was not prepared to work so hard! He had fun playing before the actual game but during the game he preferred to dive for the ball and NOT get back up. Several times he had to be picked up by the coach (daddy) and reminded to watch the batter. Hitting is an entirely different story. He likes to hit and run the bases. He'd prefer to run all the way home at a single shot but the coaches have them wait their turn. And Billy is not the least bit concerned that sliding into home is prohibited in t-ball because he's watched the Cougars do it a million times and he does not know any other way! We survived the first game. Billy complained that his cleats hurt his feet, he was tired (it was nap time), and thirsty. Finally, toward the end of the game he said he was ready to go home. LOL! On a side note....I have never seen so many parents with cameras and/or video equipment in my life. You'd have thought we were at the Junior Olympics or something!
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