It’s all because of her Second Grade ears. Her Second Grade mind. Her Second Grade sweetness. When her teacher made the announcement about the baseball youth camp, Nia thought about Nate. She got the paper, put it in one of the pockets of her Kitten folder and packed it away in her backpack to make sure we got it. To make sure her little brother could go to the baseball camp.
Nate loved it. He got to play ball with the high school baseball players. He got to soak up the older kids saying, “look at that little guy run/hit/field!” He got to learn from the boys wearing the high school uniform shirts. He was in his element and it showed. Andrew said the head coach even came up to him at end of the camp inquiring, “Is that your son? How old is he?” Apparently, he’d been watching Nate during all the drills and couldn’t believe how good his technique was at such a young age.
What I love most about it all is that Nate doesn’t know how cool that is. He doesn’t know a head coach from another dad. He just knows he loves to play. For him, that camp was about him and baseball. And his sister made it happen.
Warming Up
Blurry Baseball Boy
Couldn't Wait to Bat
Batting Practice
Are You Zhazha? 
Oh my word that is so sweet on so many levels. Love them.
What I forgot to mention to you in telling you the story was how funny it was to watch him try SO hard in doing some of the “big-kid” things that a 5 yo is just not supposed to be able to do — situps, pushups, streching, the cross-leg-kicks…they were pretty funny.