I thought I was REALLY smart this time. I didn't even tell Moses where we were going. When we got out of the car, I whipped his shirt out and put it on him, and sent him out to the field. But within 30 seconds, there was cloud-to-ground lightning in the distance. The boys (and girls) did get to play a little catch while waiting for Tball pictures. But because the photographer was taking her sweet time (seriously, in the 15 minutes we were there, she didn't take any pictures of the kids on our team- and there were only about 15 kids there for both teams), our team didn't even get its picture done.
SO, I thought I better post these pics. They might be the closest thing to a game that Moses has this summer!



We were there long enough, however, for me to decide that I might not be quite ready for Moses to play organized sports. We had been there for 30 seconds when a snotty little kid (all decked out in official baseball pants, etc.) turned to his dad and said in a sneering little voice, "They're supposed to have their shirts tucked in."
Now, let me lay this all out. This is 4-5s TBall. It's so casual that there are only 4 games, and there are no practices. Multiple parents stand out in the field to give the kids direction. No need for the snottiness.
And K told me that while they were waiting for pictures, Moses asked one of the other boys what his name was- and the boy ignored him.
Grrrr.
And, I will be "that" mom who pulls her child off the field for lightning. I was seriously freaking out as the storm rolled in, watching the lightning and seeing the photographer NOT hustle, seeing the couches just stand around chatting... Seriously, this is Tball. Call the game and get the kids off the field!
If it's like this now, what is it going to be like when it is little league? I am so not ready for this...
1 comment:
oh! what a cutie!!!
so - who is that rude kid? MaMa wants to know .....
and might I add, I love tennis.
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