First T-Ball Game

Saturday was Henry's very first T-Ball game.

"T" stands for "Take a Break on your behind in the outfield",

but more on that later.

Batters 2, 3 and 4:

"Oh bat, let's smash the holy spit out of that ball. All right?"

Batter up!

Rounding the bases, just slightly ahead of his too big helmet:

I didn't know this until Saturday, but the bases are like

little mini trampolines making it impossible to stand still

on them.

Left field.

During the game.

Look alive kids!

The best part was, this was their ready position.

Before this, they were all laying down.

It was one of the most entertaining games I've every seen.

I think it ended in a 42-42 tie.

And every kid that rounded 3rd base just wanted to know "how much longer?"

Henry either doesn't know you have to touch home plate,

or doesn't know that home plate exists because every time he rounded

3rd, he ran straight to his bench and all of the parents and coaches

simultaneously stood up and pointed him home.

Sweet, innocent T-Ball.

Two very proud parents.

Go Braves!