Okay, once you've been to a t-ball or baseball practice you learn quickly that the coach has no control of these 13 little kids (average age 5) and he needs assistance. They need help getting the kids together, ready to bat, to sit on the bench, to get to their designated position, etc. Well, since the actual normal family has became what I currently am, a single parent, and this is a "daddy" sport, the least I expect from the daddy helpers is for them to help with all of the kids. Well, apparently that is too high of an expectation, because it didn't happen. These guys would only come out of the stands when their little one would come up to bat, would become 1st and 3rd base coaches when their child was on base and then would return to the stands when their child was done running the bases and batting. Heck, they didn't even assist the coach's daughter. :(
Well, so much has changed this year!!!! :D There were two or three dads there tonight helping. One dad was out on the field with the coach and the other dad was controlling the kids on the bench and warming up each batter before they were up in the batter's box. It was so nice to see these dads helping the coach and helping all of the kids! Thank you daddy helpers!!
As for the parents in the stands...OMG, they talk to one another! Me included!! There were 4 of us "moms" sitting around chit-chatting. It was fun, entertaining and I couldn't believe it when I looked and we were already an hour in to practice! Woo-hoo!! I'll be looking forward to going next Friday too!
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