Most kids on a T-ball team play with the gravel on
the field instead of watching for the ball. Most kids turn their gloves into
hats. Most kids run from first base to second even when they are supposed to be
playing in the outfield. I am thankful for that because it helped Logan blend
in a bit more with a group of his peers. Even with these hilarious rookie
mishaps from the other kids, Logan was still the standout in the game. Here’s why:
He was completely bored most of the game:
Then he got silly:
Then he got really upset (because the sun was setting):
Then he got a great hit!
Thanks to his saints of coaches, he was able to get through an entire game (minus a few breakdowns where he had to sit out for a minute or two to calm down). I always struggle with at what point I tell people he has autism. His coaches know, but I do wonder if the other parents were wondering about the kid who kept crying and had to take frequent breaks. Chances are, no one else noticed because they were doing what I was doing- watching their kid and taking pictures of their kid.
I am so proud of my little buddy for trying his best and doing something outside of his comfort zone. Go Logan!
