Temperature - Cold
Wind - Very Fast
Sun - Non-Existent
Ben's Mood - HORRIBLE at the top of the charts
Wyatt's Pants - Wet (oops - someone had an accident because it was so cold he couldn't even move to go to the bathroom.)
Energy Level - LOW
Put all this together and what do you get? Torture . . . I mean T-Ball.
So when it was the kids turn to bat Riley hit the ball right down the first base line, ran to first base, stopped half way there to pick up her ball and throw it in. I think we're going to have to go over the rules a little bit more with her.
Then it was Wyatt's turn. He hit the ball, ran to first, ran to second, ran to third, rounded home, ran half way back to first and then decided he was done and came and sat next to me.
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