May 10, 2012
Tball twice a week is giving me a small glimpse of what my parents suffered through for 20 years of soccer and lacrosse with me and my siblings.
It's exhausting. And the kids don't even know where to run yet!
Jeff's team is finally coming around. Not only are they getting better at hitting the ball and running to the right base at the right time, but they seem to be totally fascinated with their coach. Pearl is a good sport to share her best friend with a bunch of kids she doesn't know.
It all started with some high-fives at the end of the game. Jeff yelled "ouch" after each kid slapped his hand to the delight of them all. Those giggles eventually spilled over into some kid getting brave enough to actually tackle Jeff after giving him a high-five. The next thing you know, the entire team is on top of him laughing and squealing, with Jeff kicking his legs in the air and shouting for help.
The kids love it.
Even the other team loves it. Tonight, one of the other "team moms" had to pry her kid away from Jeff because as she reminded him, "that's not your coach!"
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