Our youngest grandson, Cameron Nealeigh, is 10. He’s nonstop. And those around him are beginning to take notice.
At his school awards day last month he took home five ribbons and a certificate. He was honor roll, merit roll, won a physical education award, a reading award, perfect attendance and Hornet of the Month (his school mascot is the Hornets) for making a difference in the month of May. Later he added a track and field day participation award and a ribbon for third place in the long jump.
He’s a stringbean, far from being one of those overweight kids you hear Michelle Obama worrying about. He’d rather play outdoors anytime he has the chance. When he does play inside, he’s usually working on Lego sets or something similar.
His mom insists soccer is his best sport. But he’s also a pretty good baseball player, as we witnessed that weekend. He has quite an arm, and his legs give opposing teams fits.
Cameron started at third base, throwing out one runner on a ground ball. Then he led off the bottom of the inning, drawing a walk. He stole second on the first pitch (a common occurrence, we discovered, since most Little League catchers don’t have the arm to challenge a runner at second even though they can’t lead off until the pitch reaches the plate). And he was just getting started.
On the next pitch Cameron headed for third, then stopped when the catcher threw to the bag. He got back to second but took third on the next pitch. Then the catcher dropped the next pitch, and Cameron started for the plate. Wisely he stopped as the catcher retrieved the ball and threw to third, attempting to pick him off. The third baseman dropped the throw, and Cameron scored — before the second batter completed his turn at bat.