It’s official! I’m a T-Ball mom! I was apprehensive about how this would go. Would RJ like playing? Would he get along with the other kids? Would the kids like him? Would he like them? Would he like is coach? Would I like the coach? Would I like the other moms? Would I be the only black mom? Would he be any good?
Well, this week we will have our 3rd game and all of my questions have been answered. RJ absolutely LOVES t-ball!! He loves his coach and hangs on his every word. He likes the kids….enough and they him. In the beginning, we did have to reprimand him, more than once, for laughing at the kids who have trouble hitting the ball. Yes, I have THAT kid. Thankfully, he’s over that now. All it took was a kid he laughed at to hit a ball that he couldn’t catch. That Karma, she’s a real B! I really like the other moms. I am the only black mom and RJ is the only brown kid. RJ is actually pretty darn good, by t-ball standards. *It helps that Hubby has been playing with him in the house o_O, and outside since he could hold a foam bat.* He wants to learn all aspects of the game. Once he hits the field he is ALL business, game face on, don’t mess with him.
Before they started practicing in March, I Googled all I could find on t-ball and I came across this article that I’ve found out is spot on! There are kids on the team who have no interest in t-ball at all. Their parents just want them to be there. *The coach’s kid is on that list and the coach is very aware of it!* There are kids who literally play in dirt during practice and the games. One little boy just hangs out in the dugout the entire time. Out of the 9 kids, aged 3-4, on the team, only 3, RJ included, are serious about playing ALL the time.
I’m not sure if his love for baseball will last forever, but Hubby and I are enjoying his enthusiasm for the game right now.