Another Saturday....

another t-ball game. It was a beautiful day for baseball, no tornado like winds we had last week.



Beautiful blue eyes:




Last minute instructions from the coach:



Not her fault that she missed this one! She would have to be 6 feet tall to reach it....



Running home:

Hysterical? Humiliating?

Better left un-posted???? All of the above (& more!)

Barely making it across the finish line!

t-ball

Seems as though Samantha has gotten over her blip in the road. We had a few rough days, now back to whatever you want to call normal. Thanks for all of the ideas and support. I imagine that we will have many more "blips" in the years to come and each one will likely catch me by surprise.

Samantha said she wanted to play t-ball this year. I was skeptical, but signed her up anyway. She LOVES it! I let her choose what # she wanted on her jersey. She chose #2. That was always Cameron's jersey #.

Today was the first game. It was so windy & cold. She didn't complain at all. She made 5 outs in the field & only knocked down one other player! (Actually, that little girl tripped over her own feet just as Sam tagged her.)



When we were buying gear to practice at home, Samantha just HAD TO HAVE this bat. She kept saying "but this one is pretty!"



Here she is in serious discussion with her coach. She loves him. He is very patient and kind to her.



Here she is running a bit like her mom with arms flailing! If you look closely you can see that her fingernail polish is the same bright orange as her shirt.



Actually, she is quite fast with a nice stride. This is a trip from 2nd to 3rd.




Thanks for looking!
Lori