Weight back, hands up, watch the ball hit the bat...

Not to sound like an overly zealous baseball dad, but something clicked today for C. All of a sudden, he went from accidentally making contact to literally hitting every pitch over the wall... I swear that he roped about 20 pitches in a row, no matter where I threw them. You could even see his eyes watching the ball hit the bat... The odd part is that I never really played a lot of baseball or tennis as a kid, but C seems to have really good hand/eye coordination and is pretty good at both sports. So it makes get out there and practice with him.

Ah, who cares? I'm just happy that he is outside in the sun, instead of indoors watching the tv. It's kinda sad how most kids these days spend most of their time in the house. I remember playing all sorts of sports as a kid and mostly being outside all the time.