Tickle Me Pink Tuesday

You know what tickles me pink?

T-Ball Baseball!!

Chloee's first game and what a kick in the pants!

The boys kept running ahead of her to get the ball.  I started telling her to run faster than the boys!

And can you see flat daddy watching her?

Waiting our turn to bat.  We don't share helmets.  Ever.   Not since during the boys little league days and we watched head lice go through an entire team because they shared batting helmets.  Ever since then, I have always had our own, and it's one thing we don't share.  Considering she is the only girl on the team, the boys don't want to user her stuff anyway : )

Trying to figure out where to run.  As soon as she would get to first base, she would point to the real baseball diamond and tell me she wanted to play there.

Getting ready to slide into home plate.  I think I need to dress differently if I am going to run the bases with her.

My favorite part was watching the sheer playfulness in the field.  Who cares about the game when you have the wind in your hair and space to spin?

Good job Chloee!

And thanks to Tuffy, 'Antana, Karawee, Jon, and Weswee for coming to the game!

I think we got a player here!

Chloee has been asking to play baseball for several months. It was finally time to get her signed up for T-ball and then try to wait patiently for the first meeting.

Every day on the way home from school, we pass some ball fields, and every day she would tell me about how she is going to play.  To say she was a little excited would be putting it mildly.

With our three boys - this is just the nature of our springs.  We've missed it for the past several years so the thought of sitting at a ball field and watching again is pure joy!  And for the love - do NOT tell her it's T-ball.  You will be promptly corrected and told it is BASEBALL.

Of course it was extremely important that Flat Daddy be there. And no, that is not the pee-pee dance, that is part of her wind up.

Watching the others bat at the tee.  She is a quick learner just by observation.  And boy can she throw STRAIGHT!

And finally her turn to hit!

The coach and his wife are very nice as were all the other parents.  She is playing with another boy from her school, so there is at least one familiar face.

I love to see her excitement!  It reminds me of her Daddy when he was her age.  In fact he started at age 4 as well.  I love how lowkey and laid back it is.  The kids get to have fun while learning lessons about taking turns, refining their large motor skills, and working on their coordination.

Splenda Daddy and I will be glad to sit back and relax.  For so many years, he coached, I was team mom and we both served on the board of our local little league.  It will be nice to be able to actually watch undistracted and ENJOY!

Bring on the t-ball baseball season!