The Champ’s baseball season has started and I don’t know who is happier, him or me. Although he is 7, this is his first year playing organized baseball. We have been in the backyard playing for two years now but the town sets a minimum age of 7 to play on a team. I know other towns start kids with tee-ball earlier than that but his team went straight to coach pitch.
A few days before his first game he was given a team shirt and hat but no pants so I went to the sporting goods store to pick some up. Along with a pair of baseball pants I bought him something a little more valuable. He probably doesn’t need it now but I figure he should get used to it early. “What is it?”
he asked.“What do you think it is?”
I replied.“An elbow pad? What do I need an elbow pad for?”
So I explained to him what it was and I showed him how to wear it. He wasn’t too thrilled about wearing one but I figured I better get him used to one early before he can argue with me about it.
Three games in and he is doing great. All the practice in the back yard is paying off. He is having fun, too, which is most important.
And luckily, we have yet to test the cup.
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