First Practice

Easton had his first wee-ball practice last night. He was too cute!! If he had to have a nickname after the first practice it would be "smiley" because he was all smiles. He had a hard time remembering which hand his glove goes on and at one point he told me,"I don't need this thing, it's just too heavy." He would rather field with his hands. They each got to hit off the tee 1 time and run all the way around the bases. He got up and hit it really good but then he didn't have a clue. They were all telling him to go to first and he just stood there with a big smile until he finally caught on. At dinner he asked Scott,"Why we only got to hit one time, I wanted to go again." Poor Isabelle wanted to play too. On the way there she said,"I wanna practice wee-ball!" Easton told her she couldn't because she was too little. She did not like that too much.