

I have been really in to baseball... we have to play at least once a day. Mom bought me some plastic baseballs and Aunt Linda (Mom's Aunt, but we all call her 'Aunt'...confusing, I know) brought me a couple bats. Sometimes I get mad when I miss the ball but Dad says you miss more than you hit in baseball... what? these guys must suck at baseball! Why can't I get a hit EVERY time!?
Dad says I can play T-ball next spring because I will be 4 by then... he explained that they set the ball on a little tee and let you whack at it... LAME! I want to play REAL baseball, with a pitcher. Oh well... maybe I will make some new friends on the team.
Brady
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