We realized just a few hours before practice that he didn't have a mitt. So it literally was his first time really catching with a mitt. Precious boy! He kept flipping it over and upside down to catch. The coach had several assitance there. One of them took him aside and just tossed balls back and forth with him and had him practice throwing back.
And off he went.
As some of the kids began to poop out after the second round around the bases, it almost looked to me like he would have done it again. All this in hot Georgia sun and 87 degrees!!! I love this boy and I have a lot to learn from him!