Several weeks ago, Prissy told us she wanted to play tee ball. I had my doubts, but the ChemE, being the sports man he is, jumped all over the idea.
She immediately began talking about what she would need for tee ball. A pink bat, a pink helmet, a pink glove, pink cleats, and a pink bag were on her list. I reminded her that her uniform may not be pink and regardless of what color it was, she would wear it.
I think she rolled her eyes at me.
She finally had her first practice.
I didn’t say, “I told you so.” But I may have thought about it.
It made for some great photo ops….
She had another practice a few days later. It was then I discovered, she is going to be *that child.* You know the one. They chase butterflies, dig in ant beds, spin with their arms outstretched, and run to give Mama, on the sidelines, a big hug.
She did two out of the four listed above. She is not a fan of bugs.
We’ll see how the rest of the season goes. I have a feeling she won’t be as excited about playing next year.
It may have been the request to go shopping as soon as practice was done. I don’t know where she gets that.