Buck-a-roo had his first T-Ball game last night. I'm hear to tell you that T-Ball for 4-6 year olds certainly holds true to the premise of this blog....C-H-A-O-S. Buck-a-roo, sporting his new team-colored cap, had a fantastic time and Frank-o sat, better than expected, and watched his brother as the crowd roared for each and every missed ball between the legs, stumble over the bases, and swing and a miss at bat.
Here's the rundown (in pictures) of the 2-inning game that spanned almost an hour....
::saying goodbye to little brother as he runs to meet the team::
::pre-game warmup - drop and give me 20::
Please do not question as to why I do not have a single picture of him on defense-ready stance-fielding the ball-playing first base, as I do not have an explanation for that observation.
As a side note...he was randomly assigned #6 and his birthday falls on the 6th day of the month. Coincidence. I think not. It's fate. He's destined to be an Allstar baseball player for many years to come and will forever be known as #6. Ok, I'll slow my roll a bit. But, I'm just saying...