Posted by Cindy on July 8, 2008
Caleb LOVES baseball. And I love watching him – up to a point. By the end of the season, this momma’s had her fill of baseball games. And, so, we’re finally at the end of Coach Pitch, year one. His team, the Storm wasn’t the winning team he had hoped for, but they weren’t the worst in the league either. Hey, what matters is learning and having fun, right? That’s hard to explain to an eight year old, but we found ourselves saying it over and over again this year!
Mahayla made a cake to celebrate the end of the season. Yes, any occasion is a cake baking occasion around here!
Posted by Cindy on April 27, 2008
Thanks to our area minor league baseball team, we had FREE tickets to one of their games this weekend! The Lexington Legends host a reading challenge each year that allows kids to read for two free tickets to a game. Both of our older children earned two tickets, so off we went…….
This weekend was also the kick-off for Caleb’s baseball season. After a parade of the teams through town and a short field dedication, each team batted through their line-up once. We love baseball season!
Posted by Cindy on June 27, 2007
Caleb loves baseball. He’s been on a t-ball team for three years now and finally made the All Star team this year. We were very proud and he was very excited. Ball has always been fun, fun, fun for him. He plays pretty well, laughs a lot, jokes with his coaches and is good to his teammates. His coaches have always been very encouraging and spent a great deal of time teaching him in a loving manner.
All that has changed since All Stars began. It now seems to be more about winning than teaching. More about yelling at the kids rather than encouraging. Caleb didn’t smile when he came home from his first tournament this weekend. It could’ve been that they played four games over a seven hour stretch, but I think it was more about him not having fun than being tired. In fact, none of the kids on the team were smiling.
Don’t get me wrong. I like our team to win as much as the next person. I get excited and scream like a maniac, too. But, my screaming is a proud mommy scream. A scream of excitement and encouragement when one of the kids makes a really great play or has tried hard to make a play. I just don’t know what to make of coaches and other parents screaming at six and seven year olds when they mess up. Yes, I do know what to think of it. It’s wrong. Hubby and I have a lot of thinking and praying to do about this All Star thing.
