It's Been a While...

I will be honest with you all…I don’t write much. While you are all picking your collective jaws up off the collective floor (hmm wonder how that works) the only proof you will need is to look at the number of posts I have had over the last six months (spoiler alert…it’s one). I promise that my intentions have been to post early and often and to vote at least once a week…or something like that. However, I am confident that all of the things I didn’t write would have been so phenomenal that it would leave you all weeping and undoubtedly lead to my reception of a publishing contract with Random House. The President would then call and have no choice but to appoint me national Blog Laureate. Fame and fortune would follow and Outside the New York City Public Library they would erect a bronze statue of me sitting in a wingback chair wearing a smoking jacket and stylish glasses, with one eyebrow raised in thought. But here is the bad news…someone forgot to inform my free time that working two jobs, attempting to get a Master’s degree, and raising a baby left just enough space for my daily ritual of wiping spit-up off of my face (ahh me time). While I may have missed my window of fame and fortune (for now) I have discovered something better…being the coolest dad in the entire universe! Sorry all other dads…you lose.

Okay…I may not be the coolest dad in the entire universe (although I would contend I have to be somewhere in the top ten) but being a dad is one of the greatest things anyone could experience (it’s right up there with being the King of Monaco, guessing the ending of the Sixth Sense, and peeing off the top of Mt. Everest). The first three months of my sons life, fatherhood consisted of me holding him two inches from my face and making absurdly stupid noises while he looked at me with a scowl that said, “My gosh this idiot is suppose to raise me? I think I’m going to pee on him next time he takes off my diaper.” Then an amazing thing happened, Jackson started smiling which lead to me making even more absurdly stupid noises in an attempt to get him to smile more. Our latest antic is that I will pretend to eat his face and he smiles and laughs uncontrollably…yes you read that right…I pretend to eat my son’s face. It is never too early to prepare your child for the zombie apocalypse (though if a real zombie were to show up I hope Jack wouldn’t try to laugh him away…machetes work so much better).

I’m not sure what the interview process is for a NASCAR pit crew member but if any crew chief saw me change a diaper they would offer me a job as the tire man. I can change Jack’s diaper in less than eleven seconds (if it’s a twosie it obviously takes a bit longer to clean up the oil slick). This is a skill that has been mastered over six months. When we first brought him home I would carefully change each diaper fearful that anything more intense than a white fluffy cloud or tears from a baby bunny rabbit would seriously injure my fragile infant…things changed. The first time I got peed on I did not handle it well (nor were clouds or bunny tears applied). While holding up Jack’s legs to gently wipe his posterior of any remaining concentrated evil, an arch of liquid began streaming towards my face. With agile ninja reflexes I used both hands to guard my face as I jumped away from the changing table. I soon realized that one of those hands had been holding half of my son in the air. When Jackson dropped to the mat of his changing table the pee that was previously aimed at me ended up all over him. Crying and a bath ensued.

If I were to create a list of things that come naturally to me fatherhood would be number three, right behind my ability to randomly burst into songs from musical theater and the skill of not doing cartwheels (seriously no one doesn’t do a cartwheel like me). Okay so maybe there was a bit of a learning curve (it s a good thing children don’t remember the first year of their lives) but overall I rate my first six months as a parent as successful. In order to understand the success or fail rate of a parent over a period of time I refer anyone to the following survey:

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My father use to tell my sisters and I that when we had children the word “gross” would disappears from our vocabulary. Seven months ago if I had poop on my hand it would be the most disgusting thing in the world (the reasons poop would be on my hand are not important for this story but strangely scenes from Operation Dumbo Drop and Jurassic Park come to mind). If I get poop on my hand now, I just wipe it off on the closest disposable baby sanitation product and move on. One of my favorite things to do with Jackson is to raise him up over my head. He looks down at me and smiles and I make the before mentions absurdly stupid noises. My wife has continually warned me not to do this after he eats because he is going to spit up on me. I always inform my wife that he has never spit up on me before and that I am always right. While in every other instance in my marriage I have always been right about everything, two days ago something happened and planets aligned with an ending Mayan calendar and Tom Curise’s space ship…spit up…all over my face (I did manage to close my mouth in time on to eat and throw up what my son had just eaten and thrown up). By the way my wife doesn’t know this yet so lets all collectively agree not to tell her.

I hope you enjoyed my post…who am I kidding of course you did…and when you finish wiping the tears from your eyes, rereading this post, and wiping the tears away from your eyes again…feel free to forward this to Random House. Jackson’s birthday is coming up in a little less than six moths so maybe by then I will have another post but in all honesty these days there is something much more fun than writing a blog, and I have to go because the much more fun thing is starting to wake up.

Fatherhood Tutelage

On Monday I went to the dentist. If you know me you know that I don't really like going to the dentist (hence the reason this is my first visit in six years). While in the waiting room I pick up a copy of Parenting Magazine. The magazine was filled with many articles and suggestions for parents. Even though not much of the magazine applied to my current parenting situation I found myself contemplating a subscription, not because I think I am a bad parent, or that a magazine could help solve any parenting problem I could face as the dad of a 7 day old, but because my son deserves someone who is great at parenting.

I will be the first to admit to you that I am not entirely sure that I have this whole parenting thing worked out yet. So far I am just trying to do what seems natural and somehow that has consisted of holding him like a football while running in (slowly walking) for a touchdown and doing figure eight basketball moves with him as the basketball. I want to be a fun dad who is never to busy, old, or disinterested to play with my kids. And while I have been given more parenting advice in the past nine months than a lifetime subscription to Parenting Magazine could ever deliver, I am still bound to make mistakes.

My son has peed on me four times (today) and I have to admit that the most recent time I wasn't expecting it. I freaked out a little bit, dropped his legs, and backed away leaving my child more than an arms length away by himself on the changing table. My actions also resulted in pee hitting his face, my arm, the changing pad, his onesie, and part of the wall. This was obviously not my finest moment of parenthood. While I wiped off all of the before mentioned urine targets and comforted my crying child I checked over my shoulder to make sure my wife didn't see my parenting blunder. While I can chalk my pee stained adventure up to experience and make sure I am no longer outwiping my coverage, my most important parenting role came after the pee was cleaned up. I picked up my crying child, held him close, told him I loved him, and rocked him until he stopped crying. I know that there is volumes of parenting information I still have to learn. I am not entirely sure the proper procedure for burping yet, but as long as I can pick him up, hold him close, and do my best to comfort my son, I can learn the rest.




If you have a second and want to read a good dad blog check out Shawn Bean's blog Pop Culture. Sean is an executive editor for Parenting Magazine.

Jackson's Birth

1:00 AM Just as I was about to fall asleep while watching TV my phone rings,

(sigh) "I guess you better come up to the hospital."

"What?! Why?!"

"I think my water broke."

I have spent the last nine months of my life preparing for this moment and all I can remember is that there is suppose to be something that I am remembering.

1:03 AM I fly down the road towards Hendrick Medical Center

1:10 AM While my Ashley explains why it took her two hours to even question the seriousness of her water breaking I pace around a labor and delivery room on the 4th floor of the Hospital thinking of all the things that I still need to do before he is born. Number one on my list call my parents, number two call Geoffrey, number three run home to vacuum the house.

2:07 AM The nurse explains to Ashley that her water has indeed broken and that we will be having a baby. I am not freaking out at this point just very anxious. I have been waiting to be a father for as long as I can remember and today it was going to happen.

2:15 AM I call my parents (and sisters) to let them know there newest Grandchild (nephew) will be arriving soon. Mom and Dad make plans to sleep for a few more hours before getting up and driving to Abilene. My mother would continue to text me throughout the night because she could not contain her excitement.

2:18 AM I call Geoffrey, who is leaving at in less than three hours for Albania. He has been pressuring me to have the baby (like it was up to me) before he left for the country. At one point he was considering not going on the trip because of Jackson's likely due date.

2:19 AM I call Geoffrey again, this time he answers,

"What?!"

"I Just wanted to let you know that we are having a baby today."

"Seriously?....(calculating the time and figuring out he would still miss Jackson's birth) Dang it! I knew this was gonna happen!"

2:40 AM I quickly run home to vacuum house, pick up the rest of the things my wife told me to pick up in anticipation of company, and grab her pillow, my camera, and a change of clothes for myself. At this point I started to remember to get all of those things I forgot to get the first time.

3:55 AM Geoffrey arrives at the hospital to see us before he leaves the country. It's nice that even though my best friend would miss seeing Jack, he was still able to stop by and see us to share the joy of the experience with us.

4:18 AM I walk my best friend out of the hospital, hug him, tell him that I will be praying for him before turning to head back into the hospital.

6:0o AM The nurse pushes the pitocin and Ashley begins to have contractions. At the same time my parents are waking up and leaving Lubbock.

6:14 AM Ashley begins having contractions and I rack my brain trying to remember the breathing techniques we learned in birthing class. It doesn't take long for my wife to wave me away.

6:33 AM Kim our nurse gives Ashley medication to help her pain. The medicine makes her nauseous but she is able to sleep a little in between contractions. I settle into the chair next to her bed where I can hold her hand but get a little rest myself.

7:00 AM Ashley is 3cm dilated and 90% effaced and we are told that Dr. Kroeger will be the one delivering our son.

8:00 AM Dr. Kroeger visits Ashley and has a shocked expression on his because in an hour she has progressed to 8 cm dilated and 100% effaced. I ask to make sure there is enough time for Ashley to get an epidural.

"If the anesthesiologist can get up here quick."

8:04 AM Dr. Hawkins, the anesthesiologist, comes in the room and quickly applies the medicine to ease Ashley's pain. The relief that I had knowing that she would not have to deliver without medication helped calm my nerves a little. I thank the doctor and he is out of the room as fast as he came in.

8:05 AM Ashley falls asleep

8:57 AM I ask our new nurse Brenda how long she thought it would be before Jackson is born.

"Less than an hour."

As I send mass texts out to friends and family letting them know that Jack will be here soon my nerves soar.

9:16 AM A tech comes into the room and begins flipping cabinets, rolling carts, turning things over and our quaint comfortable labor suit turns in the the optimums prime of delivery rooms. I explore the new things on display (while make sure not to touch anything that is sterile).

9:50 AM Our nurse Barbra informs us that it is time to begin push. At this moment I say a quick prayer of thanks that she has progressed quickly and ask for protection for my wife and child.

10:06 AM Dr. Kroeger comes into the room

10:15 AM I hear the cries of my son for the first time and cannot help but let my own eyes well with tears. I make sure to tell my wife again how proud of her I am and what a wonderful job I think she has done.

10:16 AM I cut my son's umbilical cord and watch as he is cleaned measured and weighed. 7 pounds six ounces, 20 inches long.

10:22 AM I get to hold my son for the first time, but only for a moment as I pass him to his mother.

Top 10 Historical Ballparks pt. 2 (5-1)

5. South End Grounds

The first home of the Boston Braves (aka Red Stocking or Beaneaters) was a castlesque stadium built in 1817. Over it’s 97 years of baseball it was torn (or burn) down twice and rebuilt. The most magnificent incarnation of the field was South End Ground II which was nicknamed the Grand Pavillian. In a pre-Fenway Boston, South End Grounds was the Mecca for Boston baseball. The Braves abandoned the South end Grounds at the end of the 1914 regular season because their fans could no longer fit in the one time palace of the National league. The teamed played their home games at Fenway Park until Braves Field opened on August 18th 1915.


4. Forbes Field

The year before Comiskey Park opened 450 miles east Barney Dreyfuss had his concrete and steel ballpark built (the third baseball stadium to be constructed as such). Following the four month construction of Forbes Field, from March to June of 1909, the Pittsburgh Pirates claimed residence replacing their previous home, the wood constructed Exposition Park. The stadium helped set the tone for construction of future stadiums with the inclusion a three tier grandstand. In 1958 the stadium was sold to The University of Pittsburgh for $2M. The University leased the Stadium to the Pirates for the remainder of their time there. In total the team played at the stadium for 60 years before moving to the Three Rivers Stadium in 1970. After its closure the abandoned stadium was damaged by 2 fires before it was demolished in 1971. While most of the original site has been built over by the University portions of the brick outfield wall still remain. For the 2006 All-Star Game at PNC Park, the current home of the Pirates, the Forbes Field wall was restored and a new entrance to emulate the former ticket box and players entrance was built close to it.


3. Shibe Park

In the early 1900’s any professional ballparks that were built of the popular concrete and steel can thank Shibe Park. Philadelphia Athletics owner Benjamin Shibe had the park built in 1909 to contain larger crowds than the A’s former home Columbia Park. The most visually stunning part of the stadium was the Beux Arts coupla/tower and French renaissance façade at the main entrance of the grand stand. Nearby residence that lived close to the right filed fence of the park installed wooden bleachers on their roofs and watched the games free of charge. This infuriated partial owner Connie Mack and after loosing his lawsuit against the home owners he erected a higher right field fence to block the view. In midseason 1938 the Phillies left their previous stadium, the Baker bowl, and moved into Shibe Park to share the upkeep and benefits with the A’s. The A’s played at the Shibe until their move to Kansas City in 1954. The Phillies continued to play their home games on the field until their move to Veteran Stadium in 1971. During the final game fans began dismantling parts of Shibe to take home with them, but it was a fire in 1971 that damaged the stadium to the point of demolition which was completed in '76.

2. Ebbets Field

In 1908 Charlie Ebbets, owner of the Brooklyn Dodger began purchasing lots of land in the block of Bedford Avenue, Sullivan Place, McKeever Place, and Montgomery Street and in 1912 construction began on Ebbets Field. Ebbets field celebrated is grand opening on April 9th 1913 between the Dodgers and Phillies; however an exhibition game played between the Dodgers and Yankees was played three days before. The ballpark was historic on multiple levels but most notably it is where Jackie Robinson made his major league debut breaking the color barrier in professional sports. Though the Dodgers saw great success in the stadium it was in a deteriorating neighborhood and after Walter O’Malley acquired the team in 1950 he soon began planning for another ballpark (at one point he planned to build the first domed baseball stadium.) The City Building Commissioner Robert Moses fought O’Malley over the location of the stadium. In retort O’Malley threatened to move the Dodgers to the west coast and take the Giants with them. In 1957 When Moses wouldn’t budge O’Malley and the Dodgers move to LA and the Giants to San Francisco. Ebbets was demolished in 1960 but it park left a profound mark on the game. The cornerstone of the stadium resides in Cooperstown. When the Mets built Citi Field they used Ebetts as inspiration for the grandstand entrance.


1. Yankee StadiumIn 1913 the New York Yankees moved into Polo Grounds, sharing the stadium with the Giants. After acquiring Babe Ruth in 1920 the Yankees began drawing larger crowds than the Giants and even though the Giants won the '21 World Series, franchise owner Charles Stoneham told the Yanks they needed to find another place to play. Yankees owners Tillinghast Huston and Jacob Ruppert decided to built their own stadium, and with Ruth as the main attraction Yankee Stadium was designed twice as large as most ballparks of the era seating 58,000. Yankee Stadium was the first ballpark to actually poses the title stadium. It was also the first to have three tier seating. Constructed out of steel and concert the stadium was finished in 284 days. A 15' copper frieze (though it is more commonly referee to as the facade) was built around the top of the third deck and eventually painted white. Even though Stoneham was hoping to that the Yankees would move further away (to Queens) the land purchase for the stadium was less than a mile away from Polo Grounds. The Yankees opened the stadium on April 18, 1923 to a reported crowd of 73,000 breaking the record for the largest cows to attend a game. With the renovations made to the stadium in 28 and 37 the capacity grew to 80,000. The stadium was home to some of the greatest players to take the field with names like Ruth, Gehrig, Dimaggio, and Mantle. After years of baseball the deteriorating stadium was sold to the city and the Yankees moved out of the stadium following the 1973 season. For two seasons the Yankees took up residence in Shea Stadium while their home park was renovated. They reopened the Stadium on April 15, 1976 with more modern amenities such as plastic seats, elevators, escalators, and remodeled restrooms. The Yankees remained at the stadium through the 2008 season before moving across the street to New Yankee Stadium. Over it's 85 years Yankee Stadium housed 26 Championship teams. The demolition of Yankee stadium was completed in 2010. The land is now being converted into Heritage Park, a public park that will contain baseball and softball fields. The original shape of the stadium will be outlined by 12,000 trees.

Top 10 Historical Ballparks pt. 1 (10-6)

This started off as a simple blog post but it has taken me almost a month to write it and in the process I have become enamored with baseball history. I hope you enjoy my post(s):

I love baseball. I have always loved baseball. There is something about the crack of a bat, the smell of hot dogs, and the roar of the crowd that still leaves me mesmerized. One of the reasons I will always love baseball is that it embraces its rich history. It is my love of baseball and my love of history that lead me to recently spend hours reading and learning about old baseball stadiums. So I have decided to compile a list of the Top 10 historical stadiums I wish I could have gone to. Since Fenway and Wrigley are still in use they are not included on the list, mainly because I do intend to visit them.

10. Wrigley Field

William K. Wrigley Jr., owner of the Chicago Cubs acquired a second team in 1921, the Los Angeles Angels. Not to be confused with the American League Angels of today the team acquired by Wrigley played in the Pacific Coast League. While the PCL is now a Triple-A league at it’s inception it was just as much a competitive league with top talent as the National or American Leagues. To house his new team Wrigley had a stadium built in Los Angeles. The Los Angeles inception of Wrigley was designed similar to its Chicago predecessor but sported red roofs and a white façade to match surrounding California/Spanish architecture. The Stadium was actually the first “Wrigley” field since the Chicago stadium did not change its name to Wrigley Field until the year after the LA stadium opened. The stadium also had an office/bell tower extending skyward to the right of the grandstand entrance. When the Dodgers and Giants moved to the west coast following the 1957 season hopes were high that Wrigley would house a major league team but the ballpark had no takers. The Angels were pushed out by the new pro ball clubs in the are and the stadium was vacated. During that time Wrigley served as a set location in multiple TV shows and movies, including The Pride of the Yankees. While the PCL Angels were the longest tenants in the stadium the American League Los Angeles Angels (Now the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim) played their inaugural season in the stadium. In the mid 60’s the neighborhood and stadium were decaying and the decision was made to demolish it.


9. Tiger Stadium (Navin Field/Briggs Stadium)

Navin field opened April 20, 1912, the same opening day as Fenway Park in Boston. Named after team owner, Frank Navin, the ballpark, made of concrete and steel, replaced the wooden Bennett Field previously located on the same site. The home of the Detroit Tigers originally held 23,000 but saw extensive renovations (and name changes) from 1912 until the Tigers last game, played on September 17, 1999. The stadium hosted just about every great American League player of the previous century. It is regarded by some as the greatest stadium the game has ever seen and is most assuredly on of the most popularnplaying fields of the past century. The stadium sat empty for eight years and even though historical or preservation groups tried to save a portion of the stadium demolition began in 2007. While the structure was demolished the field itself still stands and is kept up by volunteers who loved their stadium.


8. League Park

League Park was first built in 1891 and housed three different teams from three different leagues during its time. The National League Cleveland Spiders played in the park until their termination in 1899. The following year the American League Cleveland Indians took up residence on the field playing there until 1946 when they moved permanently to Municipal Stadium (Lakefront Stadium), which was dubbed “The Mistake by the Lake,” (Municipal Stadium was built to attract the 1932 Olympics but the event had already been awarded to Los Angeles by the time Cleveland broke ground.) The Third team to play at League Park were the Cleveland Buckeyes, a team in the Negro American League. The Buckeyes shared the field with the Indians beginning in 1943 and played there until 1949 when they moved to Louisville Kentucky. League Field was demolished in 1951 with the exception of the ticket box office and brick facade along the first base line which have been preserved. The League Park Society is currently raising funds for the renovation/rebuilding of the historic facility.

7. Polo Grounds (II & III)New York was once (and some argue still is) the throne room of baseball. Hosting a staggering fourteen different professional teams over the past 140 years the city that never sleeps never stops playing baseball either. Polo Grounds was originally a polo field but became best known as the home of the New York Giants. The original grounds were demolished in 1889 after the city decided to redirect a street through the middle of the field. The new Polo Grounds (II) opened on July 8th of the same year at a new location, a hollow that sat in the shadow of Coogan's Bluff at the cross streets of 155th St and Eighth Ave. In 1890 Brotherhood Park opened right next to Polo Grounds, and was home to the other New York Giants a team in the newly founded Players League. It was said that fans in the upper decks of both stadiums could watch each other’s games. After one season the Player’s League disband and the original Giants moved the Brotherhood Park renaming it…Polo Grounds III. In 1957 the Giants moved to San Francisco abandoning the Grounds which were demolished in 1964. The only remaining remnant of the ballpark is a stairway that bears the name of former owner John T. Brush.

6. Old Comiskey Park

Five years before construction began on Wrigley Field Charles Comiskey purchase land in Chicago that had previously been the city dump. On July 1st 1910 the White Sox played their first game at the location in the newly constructed White Sox Stadium. The stadium was only the fourth professional ball park built of concrete steel and for a brief amount of time it was known as “The Baseball Palace of the World.” In 1913 it was renamed after the team’s owner. Over the years the park was a pioneer in stadium innovation installing one of the first electric scoreboards and the very first exploding scoreboard that featured the famous pinwheels that lit up when a Sox player would hit a homerun. Comiskey was also home to the famous 1919 team and Black Sox Scandal that left eight men banned from baseball including “Shoeless” Joe Jackson. The Sox played at Comiskey for eighty years. When the team moved to the New Comiskey Park (now U.S. Cellular Field) in 1990 Comiskey was the oldest stadium in the league.

The New House

I have become a moving connoisseur. As of today I have moved 19 times. If you do the math it will equal out to packing and lifting and carrying my things once every 1.3 years. When Ashley and I found out that she was pregnant one of the first decisions we made was that we would need to move. Not that Hardin-Simmons married student housing isn’t nice, right down the street from crack dens, bullet hole filled apartments, and a halfway house, but we just felt it was time to explore our options.

After quite a bit of searching we found a house that is close to both of our jobs and not too far from Hardin Simmons. The video below offers a short tour of the house, how it is and explains some of the intended repairs.



Before Spring Break I wanted to have the house painted so that while I was on a mission trip to New Orleans Ashley and her parents could begin moving some of our things in. After what turned out to be a disastrous pink first coat, due to mistaken color, I was left needing to finish painting Wednesday night before the carpets were cleaned on Thursday. By finish painting I mean I had to paint two coats on everything in the house (with the exception of the Jack’s room and the kitchen) before sunrise. I taped, dropped, and painted until 4:00 am when I finally finished, sleep deprived and a little high from paint fumes. The house still has quite a way to go but as Ashley begin nesting and our family grows we will do so in a new home.