"You need to go and play."
"Baby Girl! Go play with your team."
"Ugh - Uh. I don't want to."
This has been the constant "back and forth" with Lauren Elizabeth during her t-ball practice. She just turned four years old a couple of weeks ago and it's the first sport she's ever played. The trouble is, she hasn't played for a minute. She spends the whole time wrapped around my leg with a death-like grip.
Between her three big brothers and their practices for baseball and soccer, Adam and I have yet to make it to a practice together. We're trying to divide and conquer while getting the kids to each of their practices and games.
It actually hasn't been too bad since Lauren and Preston are on the same t-ball team. We thought she would love it...especially since she's with him. The only thing she seems to love though, is to hang onto my leg and whimper for me to pick her up. Preston runs around having a blast while she watches him and shakes her head 'no'.
Tomorrow there's a soccer game and T-ball practice at the same time. When talking to Adam about who will go where, I said, "I'll take Lauren and Pret so you won't have to hold her the whole time."
Looking confused, he said, "Hold her? What do you mean - hold her?"
(You've GOT to be kidding me.)
Slowly turning to see Lauren's reaction, she had a little grin and shrugged her shoulders.
Turning back towards Adam, I asked, "When you take them to T-ball, you have to hold her the whole time...don't you?"
Trying to keep from laughing, he shook his head no. "When I take them, I can barely keep up with her. She runs around like a crazy person and it's hard to even get her to leave."
Here's to hoping that she will be able to play the game as well as she can play her Mama. Guess who's taking her to practice tomorrow?
(These are the pictures that Adam just showed me from his phone. It felt like looking at pictures of a Yeti...I couldn't believe it existed.)