Indy! (Again!)

We went down to Indianapolis this weekend to see Grandpa Bast and Grandma Tina. My Dad tends to get a little ahead of himself with all the stuff he wants Connor to be able to do, seeing as the boy is only 18 months old, but it's all a part of it (as my Uncle Dave would say). Since there's only one grandchild, a lot is put on his little shoulders I guess. On this trip Connor got a baseball mitt and baseball (miniaturized of course), as well as a sort of 'nerf' bat and another ball. A variation of this game included my Dad balancing the bat and ball on the improvised 'tee', and Connor's objective was to smash it all to the ground. He was better at that than hitting the ball regular, it seems like.