
Matthew has been in a baseball mood for the past couple days - ever since he found his mitt in one of the boxes. Yesterday first thing he asked if he could go out and play baseball. When we finally got back from all our errands, he ran out to play. It almost broke my heart to watch him throw the ball up to himself and then catch it, so I went out to play catch with him for a while. He thought that was pretty great 'cause he's been asking me if we can go play catch again about every five minutes. Yesterday and today we've been out lots playing catch! Today he wanted to try hitting, not just on the T, but with me pitching to him. He actually did pretty good. I didn't play softball as a kid (soccer was my thing, which he, so far,
does not like), so I have a limited knowledge of correct baseball technique. Scott might have to come correct some of my coaching. I hope I don't do too much damage to Matthew's budding
T-ball career.
Here he is getting ready to hit! He likes to bat left handed.

Here's Anna while we played. She didn't want to participate. She was too busy getting leaves out of her boots. She picked out her own clothes today (as did Matthew). This is why she is wearing dinosaur boots and a tutu over her clothes. It was nice in the morning but got blustery and snowy later in the day, so it was good we got our catch in early.
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