Go Giants!

Our baseball season is finally getting off the ground.  We had a few cancellations because of rain and field closures, but last night we had our first game. 

Don and I are Co-Coaching, which pretty much means we coordinate 14 little kids, and their parents, to place them on the field and try to engage them, even during the boring parts.

Last night was a challenge...  Summer was very upset that none of the batters from the other team 'hit the ball to her'.  A few times big hitters hit the ball to the outfield.  You never saw the infield empty out so fast, and a blob of kids chasing a rolling ball...  OK, so let's explain that "if you are on a base, do not abandon your position".  We had a couple good lessons of 'making the play'. It was very cute. 

On Summer's second turn at bat, she hit the ball.  Not just a tick, she hit it. She was so excited, she forgot where she was supposed to run. 

Fun is the aim of the game.  I only used the phrase "There is no crying in baseball" once - and only with my own kid.