Social butterfly, you know, the one that can work a room with her eyes closed, instantly becomes pouty, spaghetti-armed, recluse. I just don't get it.
But we love and trust her Vice Principal, so we thought, whattheheck, let's give it a go. Maybe she can learn to love group activity. I mean, she's been doing better and better in groups at school, so why not seize the opportunity?!
I know people will say, well, if you talk to her about it in advance/let her practice/some-other-well-meaning-advice-we've-all-heard-before, will she be better with it? Eh, maybe, but not necessarily.
But with her first league game coming up on Sunday, practice we did.
Beautiful day + beautiful girl + child who actually wanted to wear a tutu (she rarely wants to put one on) = photo op. Of course! And, like any enthusiastic and delusional mommy, I was sure the presence of the tutu would help
On Saturday I
And she loved it. We were out there for an hour or so, hitting the ball over and over, doling out high fives like they were the jackpot from a slot machine.
(By the way, enjoy these pics of mini-Rapunzel's loooong braids while you can...we're getting them chopped on Saturday! Stay tuned...)
I think the kid's got pretty good form - heeeeey, maybe there's a future for her in this...
Got it! (Next step: getting her to use the top of the bat to hit the ball)
Ohhhh, I missed!! (actually, I have no idea what this face was for, but I like it!)
And this face? Perfection.