When my daughter was 5 I wanted her to play a team sport and I was actually hoping for soccer and she wasn't interested. She said she wanted to play softball so I signed her up with for coach pitch pee-wee ball. (co-ed) Her best friend backed out of joining the team but she decided to play anyway. There was only one other girl on the team and they became close friends. Before they had their first practice I took my daughter outside to play catch and the ball hit her in the mouth and knocked her front tooth out (it was loose). She proceeded to throw her glove down and yell "I am never going to play softball AGAIN!!!" I convinced her to go to the first practice since I had already paid all the fees and she hasn't looked back since. This is her 6th year and she is still playing with the girl she met on her first team. My husband has helped coach all of her teams as either coach or assistant coach. She loves playing softball and she wants to practice every day we even heated our garage so that she could practice any time she wanted this winter. She pitches so I spend a lot of time sitting on a bucket but I know I will miss catching for her once she starts throwing too hard for me to catch.
My younger daughter is following in her sisters footsteps and is playing her second year of 8U this year. She also wants to pitch so I have this "here we go again..." feeling.
My younger daughter is following in her sisters footsteps and is playing her second year of 8U this year. She also wants to pitch so I have this "here we go again..." feeling.