It was a cold, dreary day in northern New Jersey.
The skies couldn’t decide if they were going drop the rain or just sit there, looming over the ballfields.
A decision had to be made.
Finally, the voice cried out…
“Play Ball!”
Okay, perhaps I’m being a bit overdramatic, but it was opening day for Little League in our town, and was Monkey in the Middle’s first game of T-ball.
Up until now, it has just been practice, but today, he started playing real games, as he calls them.
As with every other sport, he’s taken to baseball like a fish to water and is just thrilled to pieces to be playing.
Once he put uniform on, he felt like a pro.
And was super cute.
