The spring was dominated by T-ball, but in a good way. The dads coached, the big kids played ball, the moms chatted, and the little brothers and sisters ran around like banshees. Good times for everyone! One of the key things I learned during T-ball is that I would love a better lens on my camera. Luckily, Grandpa Davis came to a lot of games and got some great shots.
Yes, we did cheap out and use Waylon's catchers helmet as his batting helmet. At least his teeth were safer than all of the other kids.
The hilight of the game: the "tunnel" that the kids ran through at the end. I swear they would have run through for hours if we would have kept our arms up.
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