Baseball

America's favorite pass time...but was it Connor's?

When Connor chose baseball as his first sport ever to try, I was a little worried. I mean, it's an awfully slow game. There's a lot of waiting so I wasn't sure how well he'd do.  

~Judging from most of the pictures, you'd think he was always on task...

Ready for his pitch.

Getting a hit at practice.

Tagging his base.

But look here- I caught him! He's striking a flamingo pose, turned sideways without his hat on.  This kind of thing was definitely the norm-- moments of complete spacing out, sitting rather than standing, putting his mitt on his head, drawing in the dirt, distracting the other boys and so on (but who takes pictures of that)? He did pay attention a lot too because he went from not knowing anything about baseball when he started to knowing how to play the game! So, all in all, I think he learned what he needed to learn and had a great season.

Amelia, hamming it up in the dugout.

In the practice ring before his turn at bat.

Ready for his pitch.

Swing, and a hit!

Rounding the bases.

 

Waiting on third to head for home.

Playing third base.

End of game cheer.

Victory tunnel!

Here comes Mr. Happy, against the flow of traffic, hot and tired after a double-header (a bit much for the little guy- he was worn out).

Victory- Connor had a great season! Good job Connor!

Enjoying his after-game snack. Yum.

The team receiving their trophies at the end-of-season pizza party.

Baseball trophy- Connor checked that his name was spelled correctly, phew, it was!

Goofy smile...

"Dragons" team picture. They look sharp in their cute orange and white uniforms- coincidentally, Connor's favorite colors right. "Dragons" was a popular team name by others in the league so because of our orange, we were often identified as the "fire-breathing dragons"- pretty cool.

Poor kid- he looks like he's going to hit someone! Unfortunately, the little guy was sick the day of pictures but I told him he had to go for his team so he toughed it out- brave kiddo.