We had the great fun of sitting in the cold to watch Addi play her first ballgame of the season. Hard to believe, but at 6 she is an old pro. This is her third year to play. She has moved, for the most part, to the pitcher’s circle- the coveted place in Sweetie’s play (see photo-thanks, Paul!). She came to bat 3 times last night, with 3 hits. I am not certain of all of the logistics on that, but I think they were doubles. At this level they play coach pitch- and her coach is still learning how to pitch- so to go 3 for 3 is pretty good. She has sped up to the point that if a 4 year old had not been in front of her, she might have had a triple or two. Truth be told- she looked so determined to make a homerun that she just was not going to stop until they told her too!
It is just great fun to be at the ballpark. I never dreaded going to the park with my own kids- that was always just a great time as a family. I hear some people complain about having to go the ballpark and I think about how much I miss it. When all our kids played we would have a minimum of 6 practices a week and anywhere from 6 to 9 games once the season began. I can remember standing between the girl’s field and the boy’s field to watch when Kim and Josh or Daniel would be pitching. As far as I know, I never missed more than just a few games of park ball- and that was if I was out of town. We used to joke about putting up a mailbox at the ballpark. David coached several years, and that would add to the complexity of ballpark life. I was also the team mom several years, often because no one else would do it- how sad. I hope my kids remember these fun times. I think they will.
It is just great fun to be at the ballpark. I never dreaded going to the park with my own kids- that was always just a great time as a family. I hear some people complain about having to go the ballpark and I think about how much I miss it. When all our kids played we would have a minimum of 6 practices a week and anywhere from 6 to 9 games once the season began. I can remember standing between the girl’s field and the boy’s field to watch when Kim and Josh or Daniel would be pitching. As far as I know, I never missed more than just a few games of park ball- and that was if I was out of town. We used to joke about putting up a mailbox at the ballpark. David coached several years, and that would add to the complexity of ballpark life. I was also the team mom several years, often because no one else would do it- how sad. I hope my kids remember these fun times. I think they will.
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Hope Addie keeps doing well and loves to play!
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