It didn't take long. Nathan has already managed to use his birthday tee-ball set to nail daddy in his man parts.
He might be more athletic than we suspected. Or at least he has better aim.
Or... maybe not:
Oh, and Marky, sweetie? Remember how I insisted we get the toy version of the t-ball instead instead of the real baseball version you wanted to buy? Yeah, you're welcome.
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OUCH! :)
Yes, I'm very thankful for that. No pain or damage done, just a warning shot for if/when we use a real baseball.
My dad was brave/foolish enough to let us play baseball with a tennis ball until a similarly unfortunate accident occurred. We switched to a wiffle ball that very same evening. :)
Mark, don't be a wuss, they grow back.
:)
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