My son, Reece, had his first baseball practice (ever) on Saturday, and I actually had the presence of mind to take a photo. So here it is for posterity. My son is the one with the blue cap, blue shirt and grey shorts with the orange trim. Reece has been looking forward to this for a couple of months now, and has been really working hard to get his skills up.

The coach seems to be a really great guy, and I actually learned a couple of things just watching, and so did Reece. He was absolutely mashing the ball this morning after just one practice.

My wife and I worry a bit that baseball will become this all-consuming time-suck that has us driving somewhere every night. But for now, it’s just Saturday mornings through the summer. We’ll see where we want to go with it after that.

By the way, if you are pitching to my son, be ready to field your position. The boy is already a better hitter than I ever was. I took a line drive off my shin this morning and it left a mark.