Chapter 2

Just a few weeks ago my little man L.J. took his first steps into the world of team sports... tee-ball. Little did I know how much work it would be for me so he could play a game!

First, I spent weeks trying to find a place remotely close to our house that had tee-ball for 3 year olds, which was more difficult than I thought it would be! But eventually I worked that out and I went down to the YMCA to get him signed up, paid the somewhat painful amount required for him to play and then waited... and waited... for tee-ball to start.

Of course the cut-off dates for sign-ups is months before the season actually starts. Of course 3 year olds don't have that sense of time that grown people do. I spent the next two and a half months calming an extremely excited little boy with explanations he didn't really care to hear or probably understand. Always a good time...

Finally, the magical day comes and the entertainment begins. Turns out having a good size bunch of 3 and 4 year olds running around attempting to play something that resembles baseball is pretty darn cute... and hilarious!

Station to station with their coaches learning the fundamentals: hitting, throwing and catching. Oh my goodness gracious... I have come to determine, all the work is and will be worth it through this whole experience.

Stretching and warm-ups...

Running the bases...

Throwing and catching...

Looking like a real pro!

And learning about team work and working together... Go Hot Shots!!! How cute are they?

Looking through all these shots and memories and knowing we'll have these to look back on is all the reminder I need. This was completely worth it.

And possibly the best part of this experience are the friendships L.J. is building already... oh and peeing in the bushes. The newest tee-ball tradition.

If that doesn't make you smile.... seriously.