Hey Batter Batter

Mason had t-ball practice this morning. His team, The Wildcats, is a co-ed, 4 year olds team at the YMCA. I have really high hopes for Mason as a baseball player. He's built for the sport, and being a lefty is just an added bonus - though he's batting right this year. I realize we're just getting started, but he's going to have to step it up a notch before the scouts come calling. In the last game, a grounder got by him because he was digging a hole near 2nd base. Today, he had to abandon 2nd base again because "nature called". Blake is really encouraging to Mason and hangs out in the infield giving instructions and keeping the kids focused. On the way home I asked Mason if he likes having daddy out there helping, or if he'd prefer to have daddy sit in the stands with me. He said, "I want to have him in the stands. I like my privacy." Yeah - privacy to dig holes in the dirt and answer nature's call in center field instead of trekking to the bathrooms.

Today WSU is competing for a trip to the College World Series. Maybe Mason will watch a few innings with me. Hey - and with the Royals playing like they are - maybe he can play for them in a couple of years. For now - we'll settle for running the bases backward and fighting with teammates over grounders. Fun stuff!