Sunday, May 2, 2010

Play ball!

I like Jessica to try out team sports so she can learn sportsmanship and become the first woman pitcher for the Red Sox. She hasn't tried T-ball yet, so when signups started, I asked her if she wanted to play.

"No," she said.

Hmmm. Okay, then I asked, "If Brady plays, will you play?" Brady is our neighbor and one of Jessica's closest friends.

"Yes," she immediately replied.

I consulted with Brady's mom and he was indeed playing, so I signed her up.

When the roster came out a couple of weeks ago, a completely unforeseen problem arose: they weren't on the same team. Frankly, this possibility had not occurred to me. I waited a day or two to tell her, trying to figure out how to break it to her.

I went for the honest approach. "Jessica, I have bad news. Brady isn't on your T-ball team. But Emerson is and Jared and Cooper." These were all kids she knew from preschool and kindergarten.

"Okay," she said.

Okay? Did she mean the situation was okay or was she just acknowledging what I had told her?

"Do you still want to play?"

"Yeah. As long as I know some of the kids."

For this I worried.

Then I needed to buy her a mitt. At the advice of other experienced T-ball parents, I went to Target. Of course we picked out a pink mitt. While we were in the store looking, something occurred to me.

"Jessica, do you even know what T-ball is?"

"No." It didn't seem to bother her at all.

I gave her a 30 second description and decided to let the coach do the rest.

Yesterday was Opening Day, which included a game by the minor league (which apparently is the league before Little League) and a short parade of all the teams. See if you can pick Jessica out in this picture:



Here's a close-up.



Yeah, she's the one with a dress on under her shirt. I'm just hoping I can persuade her to ditch the dress for actual games.