Jack's Adventures in T-Ball

Jack finally had his first t-ball game yesterday.  He was so excited for it!  He really loves wearing his uniform. Jack started as the catcher. He walked out there and then turned around and told me he needed to use the bathroom.  Of course he did.  Because Jack is notorious for waiting until the very last minute to use the restroom, I made sure he went before we left for the field, but I think the excitement of it all activated his bladder.  Tom took him and Jack missed the team huddle and the first couple minutes of the game.  He didn't quite make it to the port-a-potty in time so he returned with a damp spot in front of his pants. The game was already in process so poor Jack had no instruction where to stand.  He just stood a ways behind the plate and kept looking to us for instruction. No matter how many times Tom told him to go to the plate after each hit, he just couldn't seem to grasp the concept. He was already out of sorts about the bathroom incident so this just further frustrated him and he was pulling all sorts of angry faces and his eyes were welling with tears.  Not a good start.

 When it was his turn at bat, he positioned himself directly BEHIND the tee. Like he was going to hit the ball into the dugout. I swear, it was like the boy had never been to a single practice. The coach had to physically reposition him.

Next they placed him in the outfield behind first base and no balls went his way.  I say luckily because he spent the whole time taking his hat on and off.  His next turn at bat went much smoother, but then he was placed at 3rd base.  The coaches kept telling him to "be ready" so he would hunch down with his glove on the ground and hold that position. But he wanted to make it very clear that it was hurting his back so he held his back with his other hand, all the while grunting and groaning like and old man.

Anyone watching would think he had a miserable experience, but when asked about the game, he enthusiastically said, "It was great!" I asked him what was his favorite part and he said, "All of it!"  So...there you go. If he's happy, I'm happy.