She has been practicing for the past couple of weeks. Usually our conversation before practice goes like this:
me: are you excited about practice tonight?
her: no I hate going.
me: hate is a pretty strong word, why do you not like going?
her: I don't know. It's hot out.
me: I know, what is up with this heat. It's suppose to be "fall ball" *giggle*
We get to practice and she gets right out there. I see her smiling, which of course, makes me smile. I see her batting, she's not half bad for this being her first time playing. I see the coach pull her aside and talk to her quietly. Then they move to the other side of the field.
What are they doing? I wonder.
PITCHING? They are showing her how to pitch? Oh my goodness, that is awesome. I am beaming. She is beaming, even though when they asked who would like to learn to pitch she was the ONLY one that didn't raise her hand. :)
Here is our conversation after practice.
me: wow honey you were doing great out there, I am so proud to see you trying your best.
her: uh huh.
me: did you like it? was it fun?
her: Yes, I liked it a lot.
These two conversations have taken place before and after every single practice she has had.
Here are some pictures...with my new camera I might add...the camera was on Auto which is a total cop out, but I am learning still. Go easy on me. :D
Pitching.
Again.
Batting Practice.
See the little grin?
Bubba watching and supporting. He was soo cute cheering her on. :)
