JD: " I want to wear his costumer to school mom!" Catcher Gear! Oooh!
My dad came, stood watching unseen. My dad was definitely teary eyed, I
admit I had moments where I unabashedly dried my tears off my face. My dad gave me a hearty kiss on the cheek and hugged his boy. He might love his grandson more than his daughters. As it should be. Their love is a wonderful thing to see.
Playing ball may not seem like much to the outside world. For me, this is a phenomenal morning.A new activity where he participated and he tried. Sure I
bribed him with fruit roll ups and ice cream. He did it, he tried! Huge! Proud mom. Too bad he’s looking like he’s a rightie.BTW- The facility had the special needs baseball clinic free of charge. FREE! Yup! Tons of volunteers who donated time and effort to make it a great event. They had police motorcycle for the kids to ride, meet and greet with police officers, even a visit from the Philly Phanatic. What truly made this day special was seeing all those kids, some like mine, participating in a sporting event for the very 1st time. Seeing a boy in walking canes "run" the bases, seeing a toddler in a specialized seat wheelchair batting his 1st at bat-- special moments and an honor to witness. Watching my boy high five and fist bump with the volunteers and other kids-- priceless. Thanks, so much Sluggersville!
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