Neither Marc nor I are especially athletic but it is entirely possible that Clara may have picked up some sort of sports gene along the way. Case in point, today she notices a bat and plastic baseball at the park. It belonged to a little boy whose mom said we could go ahead and play. I thought "okay, we'll try this once and quickly move on, there's no way she's gonna get how to hit a ball with a bat". Guess who was WRONG?!?

So I give Clara a quick run down on how one might hit a baseball with a bat, stood back, tossed the ball in her direction and BING she made contact, then BING the ball was heading back towards her. Yes, Clara managed to hit her first base hit straight into her brother's unsuspecting FACE! Oops, I guess pitchers are not supposed to be holding a baby when they do their job.