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So Carter wasn't overly enthusiastic about signing up for t-ball – kind of like he thought it was what he "should" sign up for (although we definitely let him be the one to choose)… and I wondered how it would all turn out.  
After the first 3 games… it appears that he loves it.  LOVES it.  Loves being the one we all pack up and head out for; loves carrying his baseball bag "just like the major leaugers do, mom!"; loves batting and fielding and talking to the coach and sitting in the dugout and wearing his own helmet and being the one that gets the treat at the end.  
I had forgotten how much I love t-ball too!  It is so short compared to older baseball; kids run all directions after they hit the ball if they're not directed right to first base; and when a ball is hit everyone dogpiles to get it – except for Carter, who has watched enough baseball in his day that he puts one foot on the base and his glove in the air and waits for someone to throw him the ball.  And after every game, he asks his coach, "Did we win?"  - and although they don't keep score, his coach always says "Sure!" and Carter gets the biggest smile ever.  It has been so much fun watching him enjoy himself so much!