I decided not to do this blog at the beginning of the season in hopes that there would be improvement. And I'm happy to report that there has been. He's hitting the ball (it's coach pitch), running when he's supposed to (75% of the time), paying attention about 60% of the time in the outfield, cheering for team mates and wearing the catchers gear with pride. Strides are being made. Uncle Wes has been an awesome and very very patient head coach. He has come to understand that if dude is in the field, there's no getting around the fact that he'll attempt conversations about thunderstorms and the structure of his jaw bone. After all, it is Dude we're talking about. And these are all reasons we love him.
There's always boogs to be picked, right?
Now, THAT is our Dude.
Bradster sports some awesome sporty glasses on the field.
Tim does a whole lot of this.
Is baseball going to be a career aspiration for our little man? It's kinda like asking if pigs are going to start flying out of my left nostril. No, no they're not. But that's just fine. Dude has tons of talents that we're encouraging him to utilize. For now we're happy with teaching team work, perseverance and not wrestling our team mates to get our hands on the ball.
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