So, when my brother and I were little kids, we played a game called stuffed animal baseball. Lincoln log bat, marble ball, animals – many with Dairy Queen ice cream helmets – on the “field” (our living room rug, which had convenient foul lines, and sweet left field porch – staircase with white spindle facade). We would have full 9 inning games, keeping score and everything, but it was basically a way to play out situations.
From 6u up though last year (she’s 11 now), I would do the same with my daughter. She loved it. We would go through where the play would be, why this would work, why that wouldn’t, all played out in front of her with her moving the stuffed animal players where they should go. She’s getting a little old for that now, but at young ages, it was a blast, and a great way to play with my DD and have softball ideas reinforced.
From 6u up though last year (she’s 11 now), I would do the same with my daughter. She loved it. We would go through where the play would be, why this would work, why that wouldn’t, all played out in front of her with her moving the stuffed animal players where they should go. She’s getting a little old for that now, but at young ages, it was a blast, and a great way to play with my DD and have softball ideas reinforced.