Tucker is finally at the age that he can begin summer sports. He's been begging to play soccer or baseball for over a year now.
The first t-ball practice was a week ago. Thirty-six 4-6 year olds gathered in one field working in stations. It was a riot to watch.
As practices continue he's slowly starting to get the hang of it. He's got great coaches who have AMAZING patience and tolerance. Bless them!
At least he looks like he's paying attention. (I know his mind is actually wondering when it's HIS turn to hit the ball again.)
I have sadly come to the conclusion that I am grounded to the car during practice. Otherwise…he's at my side making sure I saw him.)
I can't wait for the on Sunday. It's sure to be a treat.
Peace, love and stray balls.