Tucker finished his first sport season last week, and stood about 10 feet tall after closing ceremonies with the medal with his name on it hanging around his neck. (Soon he will realize how meaningless participation medals are, but I enjoy his unspoiled bliss now!) In case you’re thinking this is poor attendance for a team photo, his blastball team actually only had four players on it! It took informal to a new level, which I thought was dumb at first but ended up working well.
Tucker is not necessarily super inclined towards conventional sports, but this team piqued his interest in learning how to catch and throw and he also has gotten the idea of needing to field the ball when the other team hits, and the idea of running to the base after hitting. T-ball will be a big step up next year: they will even need a glove!
