Maddi at the Bat

My six-year-old started playing softball this spring.  Thankfully, it's working out a lot better than soccer which she seems to have erased from her memory.  I'm not sure if that's because she was only three at the time or if it's because the whole soccer experience was so traumatic that she's blocked it out.  What can I say...she is my daughter.

I was never much for playing team sports.  I played t-ball for two years, and we won one game.  My dad helped coach, and my mom helped run the concession stand.  My mom still has nightmares about sticky sno-cone syrup and popcorn machines.  I think they both were secretly relieved that my interest in softball never really materialized.


Maddi told me last weekend that she really loves softball--as much as she loves gymnastics.  That's saying a lot.  Her favorite part? The sno-cones.  I guess some things never change. 

I put together this short video for her dad.  I know it's killing him to miss seeing her cross home plate.  I know he wants to be the one to teach her to catch pop flies and run the bases.  Unfortunately, missing out on the little things is part of the life we've chosen to lead.  There's always next year. \

Click the link below to see the video (and if you've never played with Animoto, it's super fun!):
Maddi at the Bat