First "Sport" (Kind of)

We've officially entered a new phase of parenthood - organized sports. Well, as much as you can have any kind of organization or "sport" with a bunch of 4-year olds learning the basics of T-ball. Max's first practice was bitterly cold and windy, but that didn't seem to bother him (nor Wyatt, who tried his darnest to join in on the big boy fun).

Max talking shop with his best buddy from daycare.

Max's little jump for joy at the prospect of hitting the ball.