Yesterday evening Da Chimpz had their first tee-ball practice. Imagine a bunch of five and six year olds standing on an infield, kicking dirt, occasionally noticing the ground-balls hit to them, and when they did converging on them like a rugby scrum. It was chaos. But everyone had fun.

Mojo fielded a ball and threw it to first base! Too late for the put-out, of course, though that might have been different if he hadn't decided to throw the ball while it was still in his mitt.

Cookie slid safely into first base! Unnecessarily, of course, but you could tell he'd been waiting his whoel life to slide into a base and finally he was able to do it.

It was a good start. And after we were done, we came back to Berea-Rose where I retired to the basement to do more sanding. It's surprising there's any wood left on that table after all the sanding I've done!