Monday evening was Payton's last tball game of the season. He was excited for this day for a number of reasons, but one stood out among the rest. The largely coveted and all important . . . . trophy. For the last 2 years he has watched Conner's trophy collection on the dresser grow and grow. He was dying for one of his very own. One that had his name on in.
When his name was called he jumped up and well, you can gauge the reaction & feelings that he had:
Look closely at his mouth open saying, "Wow!"
"This is my very first trophy!" He turned around and immediately started walking toward me.
"Look mom!"
elation!
It's been fun watching this little guy "play" some t-ball this season. Going into this we were interested to see how he would do. He's not really the competitive type. And, not surprisingly, he stayed true to himself. :)
He was very very good at manning his outfield position, even when the other kids were running all over the place, and even when the ball went rolling by just one foot away. He was very purposeful and methodical in the way he handled things. As the catcher, there was no reason to be in a big hurry -- he knew everyone would just wait for him to get the ball and place it on the tee. He definitely improved in his batting and went from struggling to even hit the ball to getting a pretty nice lob straight to the pitcher. And he showed us his "super-speed" while running around the bases -- when he was in the mood.
Payton was a great little player and never complained once while on the field, up to bat, or sitting on the bench in 90 degree heat. He just took it all with stride. Because he knew, at the end he would be rewarded greatly.
some photos from his last game
he had his super-speed today
playing first base. A little distracted at first, and then he got into it.
collecting soil samples
