(Cate in her "Banana Splits" team t-shirt)
We enjoyed a picnic (thanks, Subway and Kraft Lunchables!) before her team was called up for practice and the first game. I never experienced tee-ball first-hand as a kid--I went straight to softball in fifth grade, which was a disaster. If you have heard of any stories about tee-ball and the cute little kids with over-sized gloves running all over the field, it is all true.
(Max watching the action on the field)
My girl was the prima-donna of the players. She was getting so ticked that nobody was letting her get the ball. There was one moment where she took off her hat and threw it to the ground, crossed her arms and grumbled at the coach. That's my girl!
(Cate on the bench with her teammates)
Every game will be an opportunity to teach her a new lesson. After yesterday's game, I explained to her that she is part of a team and that everyone needs a chance to stop the ball. She'll get her turn.
For those of you wondering who won? They don't keep score. Rather, everyone gets to bat and everyone gets to run all the bases. Oh well.
Until next week...
("Good Game!")
