Maddy, on the other hand, started strong and has spiraled downward. . . painfully downward one dreaded practice or game at a time.
Now, as parents we believe in "finishing what you start" and "seeing it through to the end," so we have insisted that the girl show up each time. Well, and let's not forget the fact that we are the coaches. It has not been pretty; it has not been easy; it has not been fun.
One of the Many Fantas Consumed This T-Ball SeasonI (guilty confession) have gone so far as to resort to bribery and manipulation of massive proportions: "I'll buy you a Fanta!" "I promise to let you play outside when we finally get home at 8 pm." "Your cousin Anna is an all star. Don't you want to be like her?" (It's amazing what she'll do for an orange Fanta -- a treat usually reserved for the pizzeria. Yes. I know all the reasons that this is bad. Get over it. I have.)
She has, however, had a couple of bright and shining moments and has even hustled in the infield for a play or two this inaugural season.
You know, she has never missed a time at bat -- by far her favorite aspect of the game. With 2 inning games, that meant 2 times each game.
At some point each time, the fun stopped and the pout inevitably ensued; if it was bad, it was really bad.But when it wasn't so bad, it led to these fun t-ball activities:
Monkeys on the Bench
Enjoying the Game in the Batting Cage While My Team is in the Field
Covering Third Base with Shoes Off & Feet in Glove as Opponent Runs By Me, Ciao Bella!
Performing Baseball Acrobatics in the InfieldYep. We allowed the inattention. We allowed the acrobats. We allowed her to run free (among the 3 year olds on her team). We even allowed her to bring Jesus into the infield.
We allowed pretty much anything that didn't harm others
because. . . . .
this t-ball,
it was my idea,
not hers and not his.
Finishing what you start when you played no part in the decision of starting is a tough thing.
Lesson Learned.
4 comments:
T-ball is boring, boring, boring, and a little more.....boring. I hate it! Jake is about to finish with the final game on Tuesday. I don't think I can handle another year of this stuff as we don't move to coaches pitch until then. Jake....loves it! (BTW: Anna was bored to tears when she play T-ball).
OMG I'm sure it is rough on all of you but this post and the pictures are priceless. I'm sure she'll appreciate it one day ... and remember all the Fantas!
I remember watching the game from right field through the holes in my glove.
Oh, Dana you made me laugh so much! To bad the game of parenting has no coaches to buy you fanta:)
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