When I was asked to be one of the coaches for an all-girls T-ball team in a league filled with boys, I didn’t know what to say.

“OK, sweetie,” I said. “Hold the bat like this.”

She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and uttered, “My name’s Edie.”

I’ll admit, it doesn’t really get any more adorable than watching a group of 4- and 5-year-old girls in matching uniforms on the baseball field. It’s just that these girls aren’t participating in a novelty act. They want to compete, and that shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone.

I coached an all-girls T-ball team. They taught me more than I taught them.

nice.