Ahhhh, Tee-ball... where baserunners go home to third, players sit in the infield and shake pedals off dandelions, 99.9% of the plays are made/attempted at the mound and at first base, and time-outs are mandatory any time anything flies overhead: bats, balls, gloves, juice-boxes, red-tail hawks, UAPs shooting down UFOs, bumble bees-- "A bee, a BEE, run, it's after MEEEEE!!!!"
The question for big league dads: given a choice, would they prefer to help coach tee-ball or take a nostalgic 8-hour ride on a bush-league bus to an old minor league ballpark?