A proud moment

OK, this isn't cardboard related. It is baseball related however. Tonight my 3 and 5 year old daughters had their 1st t-ball practice!

Winnie, 3, was up first. Her first swing was more tee than ball, but she didn't get upset. She dug in and got ready for her next swing.

Watching the kids stand there watching their ball roll into the infield, only for the ball to be swarmed by a mob of kids is hilarious. I had to yell to Winnie to drop the bat and run to first!

Winnie loved running the bases. Here she stands on 3rd base watching her sister warming up in the batters box.

Olivia, 5, was next. She is a leftie, one of the few out there today. She squared herself up to the ball as she saw others do before her.

Contact! The ball rolled up to the pitchers mound and poof! Here comes the mob.

Livi patiently stands on first, waiting for her chance to run to second base.

Livi already has the fielding pose down...however a few balls went right underneath her glove and between her legs. Guess I know what I'll be working on with her this weekend.

Winnie seemed a little more "distracted", however she was right there in the thick of things trying to get the ball.

At the end of practice the coach had them huddle up to say a prayer. My girls put their hands on each other's shoulders.

Seeing their smiles on their face and watching them have fun was awesome. It brought back so many memories of when I played ball. They are already to hit the field again next Friday and this proud dad will be right there cheering them on!