Noah's really gotten into baseball since they started playing kickball at school. When I told him I used to play baseball he asked me to be his "teacher." Never mind it was 101 at 530PM yesterday. My boy wanted to go play baseball so we did.
We had a lot of fun and he ran the bases like a champ. He's getting a lot better at hitting the ball each time too.
The best part was the conversation when we got home. He scraped his elbow pretty good with a fair amount of blood. When his Momma say it she asked him what happened. He bravely replied "I got hurt. Daddy said hurt and injured aren't the same thing so I had to keep playing baseball." She shot me a look and I found something really interesting on the ceiling to look at.
Here's a video of the young Joe Dimaggio.