First Day of T-Ball

I want to share some of my experiences and quotes from T-Ball today. I am the coach, and Danny is on my team. There are 10 players of varying skill levels. We had our first practice today.

First, I had to buy Danny a "cup" as is required by Little League. Once he got it on, he hit is three times and goes "Anybody home?" Then he said "The butt's hanging out!"

We got to practice where I met the other 7 players and their family. For eight players, there were about 20-22 people at practice. Moms, Dads, brothers, sisters, grandparents, etc. Unreal. Camcorders, digital cameras- I didn't see any members of the press though.

-- Name this song reference "She took me by the hand. She made me a man." --

We did all sorts of drills and running and fun stuff. I had them moving quickly doing lots of different things. It was interesting- going from high school girls softball to 5 year old boys T-ball.

Afterwards, Danny said to me the following things:

"Dad, I actually had fun at T-Ball."

"Dad, I liked the things you had us do at T-Ball. It was interesting what we did."

"Dad, T-Ball practice like changed my life. It like actually changed my life I liked it so much."

"Dad, thanks for T-Ball, it was the best day of my life, even though it was just practice."

When we first got there, he went to go throw a ball with another little boy. Watching the two of them walk away together was a priceless memory.

He's another sappy story. Yesterday, I left my new ATM card in the ATM. Idiot. So I called to get it replaced. It will be my third card in three weeks. Anyway, I called Bank of America. After 15 minutes of verifying me, getting a new card ordered, etc., the lady on the phone said "I'm sorry this happened to you, but we'll take care of it for you." Guess what- I started to cry! I was like "Kristin! WHat the heck, I"m crying!" She busted out laughing. It was ridiculous. I don't know if it was being sick or the medicine or what, but I totally lost my mind. It was very embarrassing. Something the lady said just struck me. What a sally I am. Kristin said that's what happens to girls with PMS- they cry for no reason.

I wish I remembered more about the T-ball time, I already forget some of it...