My t-ball game was at 10:30am.  My fans were: Mom, Daddy, Mimz, Grandma, GGM, and Barbara.
I was at bat twice, and got safely to first both times.   The first time, I got to second, then third, and with the bases loaded and me on third base, the play was made at home plate.  Home plate was tagged before I could get there, so I was out.  The next time, I made it to second base, then we had three outs, so the inning was over.

 I was trying to decide if I should change from hat and glove to batting helmet...

 ... It was almost my turn to bat, so I got ready.

My hit got me to first base and the next two boys got me to second and third.

 The bases were loaded.  The pitcher tagged home plate before I did.

 The guys all came to my end of the dugout and chatted.  We should have been watching the game.

I played short-stop and in the outfield.  I stopped the ball twice and was not sure what to do with it, so I threw it to the pitcher and the play was over.

 My team gathered for our team meeting.

 Something made me laugh and upset Cooper.

 Our team huddle.  I'm number 3, at the far left.

At home we all worked on cleaning up the garage, then I got to play.

My neighborhood rented a projector and big screen and showed a movie in the neighborhood park.  There were about 50 people there.  We took Carson with us and as expected we spent most of the time running around and playing on the playground equipment.  It was a fun event.