This past Wednesday he came home after striking out each inning and finally wanted his Dad to help him. (Every other time his dad tried he did not want to work on it) Todd pitched to him for about an hour and it went pretty well. Friday night game time comes and Wyatt of course does not want to go, fights and yells the whole time he is getting ready, says he is terrible, doesn't want to play and he cant be on the team cause he is terrible. Breaks my heart again, i am ready to just let the poor kid stay home, but we talk to him about trying, just go out there and try that is all he has to do. That kid goes to the game and has 3 GREAT hits and a few good palys in the field! It was amazing...when he got up to bat it was a whole different kid! Ready to swing, watching the ball, good swing and real legit hits! Each time he got to first base he would peer over at me with the too bog batting helmet on his head and give me thumbs up with the biggest smile ever! He was so proud of himself! Then when he would cross home and his team would give him high fives and yell 'Good job' he was so thrilled it was so great seeing such a change in him!
Later that night, after he got ice cream with Grandma for a job well done, he came downstairs way past his bed time and was hanging out. He was still so proud of his accomplishments and still talking about how it is so much more fun when you get hits. He told me 'Some guy I don't even know said to me Great Job Wyatt'
Friday was a great day to be Wyatt Simon:
- McDonalds released the new Happy Meal toys, which he was aware of because he reads the fine print on the bottom of the happy meal bag and finds out which toys are coming next. He then checks with the McDonalds people to find out when the new release of Pokemon toys will be hitting the restaurant.
- He got 3 hits
- The tooth fairy came! He finally lost a tooth Thursday night, he was pretty happy since he is the only 6 year old he knows that has never lost a tooth, and he is almost 7.