I’ve looked forward to the day I had a little boy playing tee ball. I have been a life-long baseball fan. I played softball all the way through high school and loved every second of it.  My little league team went to Nationals when I was in 7th grade – I know – such an accomplishment…it was by far the most exciting thing to ever happen to my little midwestern self at the time!!  I hold those memories so dear to my heart – being a part of a team, playing  a sport I love….dreaming of marrying Ryne Sandberg when I grew up (Cubs fans will know who I’m talking about.) YES I admit it – I had a life sized poster of him in my bedroom all the way through my teen years – along side with Kirk Cameron (ha).

OK…got a little sidetracked there. Back to Josh’s life. Yes. Tee ball. He’s finally 5 and playing this year and I have to say it is SO MUCH FUN to watch him play. I have to share his little comment at his first practice.  He was playing catch, the balls were going past him and he promptly turned to the stands where all the swooning mommies were and announced, “Mommy this MITTEN isn’t WORKING correctly”. I about fell of the seat. Darn Mitten. Of COURSE it’s the mitten’s fault.

I love his concentration and his excitement at his good throws. He seems so “stunned” when he actually catches it – looks to me for approval and acknowledgement of this feat of all feats. Honestly, I think I can’t get enough of it.  This next picture cracks me up every time I look at it. It’s their first game and the boys were told to “run the bases” before the game. Well, there ended up being a tiny little pileup at first base….5 boys like little Dominoes…so funny. Josh managed to avoid it…barely.

Here’s Josh’s very first base hit…

And just a couple more of my favorites…..There’s really nothing cuter than 5-year-olds playing tee ball, I’m convinced.