Backyard Baseball

We gave Caleb a choice between soccer and baseball (t-ball, really) for next spring.  Thank goodness, he chose baseball.  He loves it.  He and Rudy play in the backyard almost every night lately and one night last week, Rudy decided that Caleb needed a "real" bat.  Being the good Northwest Arkansas folks that we are, we loaded up the whole family and went to WalMart.  Nola and I waited in the car and 10 minutes later, here they came with a brand new aluminum t-ball bat and the biggest grin I've ever seen on a 4 year old's face.  After we got some ice cream, we came home and the clink-clink-clinking began.  I'm sure the neighbors are loving Caleb's new aluminum bat and all of the noise that it makes when he hits the ball.  He can knock the ball across the yard off the tee and is doing pretty well hitting it out of the air when Rudy pitches to him.  The new skill last night was trying to hit just the ball and not knock the tee over every time.  By the end of the evening, that skill had developed too.  Between this and Caleb's new affinity for golf, I think Rudy may be in Daddy heaven.