Our younger two are on the same T-ball team. It's the second year for our five year old son and the first year for our four year old daughter. It's actually the first time she's played any sport. We THOUGHT that she would love finally getting off the sidelines and playing for once, but were surprised at her reaction.
She's just about the smallest thing on the team being that she just turned four and most of the kids are boys. That doesn't seem to phase her though.
What she DOESN'T seem to like, is being out 'there' all alone. If you tell her to go out on the field, she takes one look and says, "I don't want to."
We wondered what game day would bring...it finally came.
Putting Preston and Lauren Elizabeth's uniforms on, we grabbed their gloves and bats. Getting to the field, all of their teammates arrived, but Lauren wanted to stay with us.
"Baby Girl! Go! Have FUN and play!"
"I don't want to go."
"Lauren...it will be fun."
"I don't want to. I'll stay here."
Just when we thought that it wasn't going to happen, out of nowhere, Preston said, "Oh come on Lauren, just come with me."
Looking up, she watched as he ran towards the field. Pulling away from us she chased after him. That bitter/sweet feeling took over of holding onto your youngest then letting them go. Without another thought, she was gone.
When the inning was over and it was time to bat. We couldn't help but wonder what she would do without her brother. When her name was called, the coach told her to go to the fence and get her bat.
Out of nowhere, the biggest smile grew on her face and she turned to get ready.
Three batters later and Lauren got to run home for her first score. Meeting her at the dugout, Adam and I couldn't help but smile at her excitement.
"When do we get to play again?"
"Soon enough Baby. Soon enough."