My he-man husband and I went to watch our four-year-old grandson's first T-ball game. It's baseball with no pitcher to speak of. The players hit a ball perched atop a tube about waist high and attached to a wide base... thus the name "T" ball. I remember watching our own children play baseball (before the days of T-ball) and it was always entertaining - better than most comedic scripts. And Eli's game did not disappoint. Nothing like unbridled, pure, innocent, entertainment to make one's heart smile.Isn't it great to witness a young child being who they are---- not yet overly consumed if who they are measures up to the standards of any outside influence. Even T-ball. When you think about it, the name of the game is not that specific. It isn't T-Baseball or T-Football.... it's just T-ball. That certainly leaves a lot of room for interpretation. And even a lot more room for uninhibited fun!
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