JT's joy in playing baseball seems to know almost no boundaries. We get to weekly practice early in hopes that he can have some extra time playing catch with someone. And if there's no one there and he's grown tired of playing catch with me, he practices pop flies in the infield, throwing his ball high in the air and catching it himself.
There's just something about my boy with a baseball that I never seem to grow tired of watching. And that's a very happy thing.
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