T-Ball is finally over, Bryce played 9 out of 10 games. I have to say we had our ups and downs...in a few games. One game Bryce must of had good intentions, of course that is what I keep telling myself. The last game, he hit the ball along the white line...heading towards first base. He started to run...saw the opposing team headed toward him to get the ball...Bryce stopped...picked up the ball and handed the ball to the boy on the other team...boy tagged Bryce...he was out. OH MY GOSH!, I can't believe that just happened. So, I tell myself he had good intentions.
Bryce had fun, it was hard for the coach to keep his attention, but that goes for his other team mates as well. If he was in the outfield, he would play in the dirt or grass, coach would tell him "Get ready in case the ball comes your way". Now I know why they only did ten games, short attention span.
I will put Bryce in next year, if he wants to. It kept him busy and he was able to make friends. Of course, he does start school next year and will make more friends.
He was definitely proud of his trophy.
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That's priceless! I can't wait til Clara's old enough to participate in organized chaos, I mean sports.
I'm thinking ballet. It doesn't get much cuter than a preschooler in a tutu and ballet slippers.
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