T-Ball Tales Part 2
It was picture day last week for T-Ball so we didn’t get to play the game. Instead we practiced fielding grounders and throwing to first. It went pretty well, but Heath was a little disinterested. I had one of the parents play First Base and Heath would either throw the ball over his head or walk right up to him and fire the ball.
It turns out that was the easy part. When we went to take the pictures the photographer told Heath to say “Daddy tooted” in an effort to get him to smile nice for the camera. It may have worked for some of the kids, but with Heath she was just throwing gasoline on a fire. Heath is the type of four-year old who thinks that anything pertaining to a bodily function is great humor. To him, he just got a green light to say those words. Thankfully he didn’t bust into any curse words, but he did say some of kids’ most popular four letter words, “poop” and “butt”, a couple of dozen times. What’s worse is the other kids would laugh, which would just feed into it. Getting a good team picture was a challenge to say the least. Here I am trying to smile for the photo while trying to get my son to stop saying the naughty words. Frustrating to say the least.
We had a pretty busy weekend with a graduation party and a birthday party, but we were able to work on throwing, fielding, and hitting last night. We don’t play this week so I hope to get a few practices in before the next game. I just hope the words are a little less colorful.