When I was in 2nd grade, I was going to play t-ball, but then I got a black eye. That might not seem like such a big deal, but it was bad enough that they pulled me out of school for a couple of weeks. I missed t-ball registration, so I never played. I played softball with my brothers and the neighbors though, on days we weren’t haying. I did live on a farm back then after all.
My hubby decided that we needed to sign our daughter up for t-ball this year. She didn’t seem to care either way, but I figured team sports would be good for her. Since the practices started, she’s loved it. She loves the games just as much.
The main problem I see is that there are only about 3 girls on the team that have played t-ball before. The rest of them are just learning, with various degrees of knowledge. They haven’t won a game, but they have fun so it’s all good in my opinion. At 4 to 6 years old, they really don’t need to be under pressure to win.
I think it’s probably good that I have this attitude. My daughter is easily distracted. It’s rather entertaining actually. I have had to tell her that we don’t put the dirt from the field in our pockets, and insisting she had to empty the dirt chunks out of the pockets of her shorts. I’ve had to remind her that when she plays catcher, she has to watch the game and not keep waving to me, blowing me kisses and telling me she loves me. I’ve had to tell her to stop drawing in the dirt, stand up and pay attention to the game when she’s been in what would normally be a shortstop position.
I’ve watched her throw a fit because they stood her near the outfield and she decided she was afraid of the grass in the outfield. Of course, I was the only one who realized she was throwing a fit. I asked the coaches if she had gotten yelled at for doing something she wasn’t supposed to and they said no. So I had to ask her what she was upset about when she came in from that ‘inning.’
Honestly, it’s been highly entertaining, and I wish I had been able to play t-ball when I was younger. My sister plays softball in FL, and I can barely catch a ball in a mitt. If we keep up with the t-ball, my sister is going to have to teach my daughter about the game. In the meantime, maybe I can get her interested in Tae Kwon Do in the ‘off season.’