In the summer of 2012, I found this Fisher-Price thing that allowed you to use it as a tee (for t-ball), or have it pop the ball up to you, or lob it to you like coach pitch. My dad ended up buying it (because he is the biggest kid ever – remember the zip line in the back yard of his old house?) and that weekend organized a baseball game in his backyard. He bought bases and a pitcher’s mound too, and invited all of his grandkids over for a game.
Gigi took care of the concessions – providing popcorn and lemonade and fruit, and we all played ball.
We had to modify the rules as we went along because the big boys were hitting it over the fence so we made that an automatic single (or an out – I can’t remember now) and I think the game fell apart when the kids started fighting over who could load the balls in the thing.
I love that my dad had a tarp nearby in case rain. Because it looked like it might rain?
