We just got home from Andy’s first-ever baseball game. (So, it’s T-ball… whatever.)

The Mariners played great. They were clearly more prepared than the other team. We are really blessed with great coaches who not only are patient and practice a lot, but they also have a knack for explaining things in “little kid terms.” They’re great.

Supposedly, they won, but I don’t think anyone really keeps score at these things. Andy did call Daddy to tell him they beat the Dodgers, though, so I guess it’s that official. (Poor Nate had to work during the game, but he was able to stop by on his lunch break!)

Andy played first base most of the game and pitcher later. (I should say “pitcher,” because he played on the mound, but never pitched the ball.)  He hit the ball well, too. He was giddy about the whole ordeal and didn’t seem at all embarrassed when I yelled for him. He seemed to eat it up. Silly boy.

Here’s Andy playing first base. Watch out Derrek Lee!

Though Ferris slept in her stroller through the whole game, the other kids did great, thanks to some extra attention from my super wonderful nieces Faith and Leigha. (We love you, girls. You rock! I owe you a million Tootsie Rolls.)

Here’s Evan totally absorbed with the game… or at least her fashion.

Here’s Connor, who was eagerly awaiting the fruit snacks I had packed in my bag.

Brady had fun showing off Sirus, who arrived with Daddy on their dinner break. They’re both good boys.

Andy scored three times during the game and made a few outs. His fielding was phenomonal, too… Maybe I’m a bit biased, but maybe not. The coaches awarded him the game ball for “being a wonderful first basemen!” He’s estatic and has already called Daddy to tell him.

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