When I went to sign up my very excited son, I learned that they had leagues for girls too. T2 and T1 would both be part of this community wide event. And I mean event. Last year, when we tried to get kids over to play on Saturdays in spring, no can do. Baseball game, sorry. Maybe next time. We were not going to miss it this year. They put them both on the same team. How convenient, I thought. This makes me so glad. No having to cart them to different practices and games that overlap. Super.
So we show up on Opening Day and we see all of T1's cub scout troop are together on the Cubs (we're the Angels). Then the rest of the first grade boys are on the Giants. All the girls are on other teams for 7- and 8- year-olds who have been playing for 2 years. When I ask them how they all turned up on teams with kids they know, they say, "Oh, we requested it. These kids all played together last year." Our team has really little 6-year-olds and a couple of 5-year-olds. None of whom we know. And none of whom played last year.
Here's the thing: I am finding myself hugely bothered by this. Why didn't anyone tell me I could choose a team? Why didn't I put them in last year so they could be with their friends? Won't they be angry when they have to play against all of their friends? I guess my own insecurities come out. I envision myself sitting in the stands, with moms I know, watching and cheering on our little darlings. When we play the Cubs, I will see the moms I know in the other set of bleachers. I might feel sorry for myself that I didn't get to be on that team. But it's not about me, is it? My kids aren't bothered that they didn't play last year. They don't care that kids they know are on other teams. They are not bothered by this at all. They are loving getting to know all their new teammates. And they love their coach. Who's baseball for anyway, them or me?
T1 with his team
T2 checkin' her mit
Up at bat
I look at their smiling faces here, and I realize that little league is not about me being able to create a community of friends. It's not about me feeling left out of the other team. It's about them, learning to have fun in a sport that is about teamwork. They're up to the task. Maybe my maturity level needs to come up a bit. And to think of it. I thought they were too young.....
Oh well, at least I got to go out to a fancy dinner afterward and order this:
Lobster salad from Crustacean
Fast forward to the next day's laundry. Whose pants are whose?
It's gonna be a long season.....