He thought being out in the field meant he got to sit down and play in the dirt while the other team got a chance to hit the ball and run. (Notice the kid on the other team, who in theory should be on second base, is on his way to the ground to dig in the dirt too.)
Oh, and he got to visit with everyone too.
The next year we moved into coach pitch. I was reluctant to move him up because he had enjoyed the dirt so much. My philosophy was to set him up for success and I wasn't sure how successful he'd be playing with the "big" boys. However, I was very pregnant and needed help from the mommies of some of Chojuk's friends. So, when they put their sons in coach pitch, I did too. I was glad to. That's when we got hooked up with Coach. I've said it before... he really knows how to speak to Chojuk.
and hitting. (Notice the closed eyes.)
Whoops. Not that one.
Run, Chojuk, Run!
Doodlebug check... she's ok. Sleeping the game away! I can rest easy.
He's making a break for second. Will he make it?
Yep. No problem.
That third baseman looks ready. Don't slow down now!
Did I make it?