Cole had his first baseball practice on Thursday. It was so cute I thought I was going to die! We went and picked out his mitt, which was the tiniest one I could find and still barely fit, right before practice (the procrastination was due to me). Then we got a quick dinner for the kids at "old Macdonalds" (obviously what Cole calls McDonalds). I had to preface it by telling Cole that we didn't get this before every practice/game. We got there early so we sat on the bleachers and ate.
Cole's new team is the Cubs, and we are hoping that these little boys will bring good luck to the name. He has about 7 teammates, who are all really cute. They started practice stretching and then ran the bases. Cole was bringing up the rear because he had to hold his pants up the entire practice, poor kid. Next time we will have smaller pants. Then they took turns hitting. One kid would hit and the others would all try at a chance to catch the ball. With the exception of one bruiser (big kid, who was actually really good at stopping the ball and throwing) they would all chase the ball in a big pack. The one kid was getting most of the balls and toward the end Cole was a little bummed. He just looked at me and said, "Mommy I want to catch a ball." Well what is a mom to do but pray the balls gets past the one kid just once and rolls to Cole. Sure enough within a couple more hitters it did. The joyous look on Cole's face was about the cutest thing I have seen for awhile. All the other moms cheered for him too, because they knew he had been waiting. Then he got a turn to hit, which he was really nervous about because he was worried that he wouldn't hit it. After a couple of turns hitting they got to run the bases. He was so cute running with one hand on his helmet to keep it on and the other one on his pants to keep them up. So cute. We will keep you posted when his games come up.