Baseball begins

My oldest son had his first baseball practice tonight. He has been so excited about it he couldn't wait to get there. Well it was an adventure my husband had class tonight which meant I had to take all four boys (6 and under) by myself! Well we get there at 5:20 cause my husband told me it started at 5:30, well there is no one there. I texted someone on his team and the practice starts at 5:50 not a big difference but when you are trying to get four kids out by yourself it is. Well while we are waiting for everyone to show up my oldest is literally flipping out because he thought he wasn't going to get to practice then of course the other ones have to start crying and whining because they are bored, hungry, hot you name they complained about it. Finally it's time for practice which of course we are at the field that is the farthest field from the parking lot of course. My oldest runs right out on the field bat, glove, and batting gloves in hand. This is his first time ever to play baseball and it showed. Half of his team is like a foot taller than him and looked like they have been playing baseball forever. I look over and there is my star player kicking up dirt. They finally start to practice and poor Aidan tried his best but he you could tell he never played but he didn't give up and kept on going. I was very proud of him but I am just a little nervous because he was the only one that couldn't hit the ball when they pitched it to him. He just got done playing hockey for The Little Penguins and he did great for never having a skating lesson in his life. I am hoping he gets the hang of this just like hockey because he just loves baseball. He has another practice tomorrow wish us luck ;)