Anyways, I was a little worried about how he was going to do considering the first 2 'practices' (I'm using this term loosely) ended up in tears, or him dashing off for the playground. But he was so excited to be there and see all the other kids in their uniforms. His favorite part was running the bases. I don't think he needed to do anything else, but he did everything he was suppose to with such joy on his face that I couldn't help but be happy with him.
The best part(s) of it is that the fields are beautiful, he gets a snack at the end of the game, gets to play on the playground afterwards and we celebrated his first game with ice cream afterwards.
Looking forward to the rest of the season!