My little girl, the T-Ball player

I can't believe that Riley is old enough to actually play T-ball. For her age group, it's actually called "WeeBall." They take turns batting and get to run the bases each time. They also get their turn in the field. No rules taught, really, just a good way to learn to take turns and get some time practicing. Her first practice is tomorrow. She really wanted PINK everything. I got her a pink bat, but no one around had any pink gloves left, so she got a regular brown one. She wasn't thrilled about it, but c'est la vie chickie! I can't wait to see her in her little uniform and I hope they come in size teeny-weeny!


I found this cute poem on one of my favorite scrapping sites, 2peas.

"God bless the coach of little league
Because although we’re small
He makes us feel that we, each one,
could someday play pro ball

God bless the coach of little league
Who guides us through each game
He cheers our wins and cheers us up
when bad calls are to blame

God bless the coach of little league
No matter if we’ve won
Our coach thinks we are champions
when baseball season’s done"

Ok, I know I'm jumping the gun a little, but I like it anyway :=)