The boys had their first baseball game with the Miracle League last Thursday. We found a brochure for this program for kids with special needs to play baseball at Courage Center where they have speech and occupational therapy, and we were excited to give it a try. The first game was kind of a disaster, but every single thing we do is a disaster, the first time. Remember Vacation Bible School, last summer? It took them a few days, but by the end of the week they were really getting into it.
They just need a few more weeks to get used to the baseball game routine, and then they will tolerate it much better. Who knows, maybe they'll even enjoy it!
|As long as they let me wear my gray glove, I'll be okay.|
|Uh oh. Starting to be not so agreeable to this....|
|Yep, definitely going downhill....|
|What do you mean I have to stand here on base? What kind of sport is this? I want to run around!|
|As far back in the outfield as they could possibly get.|
|As it turns out, there is, in fact, a little crying in baseball.|
It was a little disheartening, to see how difficult it was for them, especially when all the other kids with special needs seemed to tolerate it a lot better than they did. I realize comparisons are useless, but I can't help but notice.
I think we are the family that everyone else looks to and thinks "wow, it could be a lot worse, look at them!" Yep. I think maybe our purpose is to make other families with special needs children feel better about their own situations.
I'm just glad we can be of service to others.....
But I plan for our boys to be the most improved of all the kids, too. Just give them a little more time.