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Interpretative T-Ball

When we were out walking today, we stopped at our shitty neighborhood park, and for once there were some other kids there playing. They were a bit older than Joseph – two little boys and a girl, aged somewhere in the four to six range. They were trying to play Tee Ball, but were mostly either missing the ball or battering the tee. Joseph now fondly believes that baseball consists of whacking the hell out of a pole and spent a fair amount of the space between naptime and supper using a mailing tube to biff an old wrapping paper tube into oblivion.

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