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And with a final party we had a week ago, the ~~hell known as~~ T-ball season comes to an end. As we arrived at the park for the final game, I couldn't have been more thankful for the end of something as I was for this to end. The whole season long, we did not win a single game.

But wonder of wonders, we WON our very last game! OMGOMGOMG! It was the most exciting game ever! We won by 1 point.

Ironically, the little team we won against had also only won 1 game this season - and it was against US early on in the season AND by only 1 point then, too.

There was joy, hugs, and tears all around. I think everyone at the ball park thought we were insane. Parents were hanging onto the fence and screaming their heads off. lol What a way for us to end our ~~nightmare~~ season!

My hubby and I agreed that our little Peanut will have to come begging on his knees if he wants to play again. The whole time, I had to drag him kicking and screaming to games, to practice, even practicing with me at home. He hated it. He would stand in the outfield and kick the dirt, stare at the clouds, pluck at the grass, dance around with his glove {that was fun *grin*}, and run way out of the base line to avoid getting tagged only to meltdown in a fit when he did. It was an experience I don't want to soon have again. Strangely enough, at the last game, he was all like 'I love baseball, can I play again'? I thought he turned into a pod person LOL

Anyway, it was wonderful to win our final game. The season was a memory I will keep forever. And hope to never repeat lol ^^;