First summer of baseball

 I've mentioned that this summer was the Damonator's first summer playing baseball. He was in the peewee league and was one of the oldest kids on his team thanks to his June birthday ("will they kick me out when I turn 11? Will I have to switch leagues in the middle of the summer?"), but was also one of the greenest in terms of freshness. 

I can't say enough positive things about how hard the kids worked and how quickly they improved, how encouraging the coaches and parents were, how much fun we had as fans cheering on a bunch of 9-11 year old boys, and how empty summer seems now without practice or games. Our kiddos went 11-2 and won their championship game as well. All of the boys were encouraging to each other and I think that's a testament to the examples set by their parents and the volunteer coaches. I didn't hear anybody being obnoxious in the dugout or in the bleachers or on the field. It was refreshing and unbelievably fun.  

That's our kid on second base. He played shortstop when it was his turn in the field and sometimes played catcher. Unfortunately, my taken-through-the-fence photos are garbage, so I'll spare you.

This was at the championship game:

Such a great experience. He was thrilled that his phys ed teacher came to some of the games, and his gifted teacher coordinated a bunch of his classmates to come to the game played on his birthday. They were there bright and early for the 9 AM game to cheer him on!

Our guys won, so there were victory popsicles, haha!

Go team! Looking forward to next year!