Swing Batter, Batter, Swing

Big game for Tater. Hit a triple. Stole home a few times. Got a runner out at first. ⚾️ #baseballlife #tatersgonnatate

Curtis Turns 10

Today’s the big day, the culmination of a what Curtis has dubbed “A decade of Curd.” Happy 10th to our Green Kangaroo.

Gone Afoul

No one believed me.  No one. But my confidence could not be shaken. 

I told the kids today was the day I would catch a foul ball. 

“You always say that, Dad.”

Well, I do always say that. But this time I meant it. 

It was a quintessential spring day in Utah. Ice cold in the morning — we just about froze to death during Curd’s 8:00 am soccer game — and gorgeous in the afternoon. 

A perfect day for a Utes baseball game with Grandma and Grandpa. 

At first pitch, there were only about 200 people in the 14,000-seat stadium. 

Which meant Curtis, Tate, and I could each sit in our own section, separated by hundreds of seats. 

To increase your chances of snagging a foul ball, it’s best to spread out. 

(To decrease the likelihood of your kids driving you nuts, it’s also a good idea to separate.)

In the second inning, I made good on my promise. 

O ye children of little faith. 

Only God Can Judge Me

Best thing about going to church? Rockin’ these Tupac socks, complete with tieable bandanas.

Thanks to my friend Liz for the fantastic gift. 

It's Good to be Seven

Our littlest guy isn't so little anymore. Tate just turned the big 0-7.

And I don't think he could have had a better day. 

He got a brand new bathrobe — the perfect gift for a kid who wears pajamas every minute that he's home.

He spent hours playing with his new Football Guys, lining up plastic linemen and defensive backs, repositioning running backs, and making sure the referee was where he needed to be.

He went out to a fancy a lunch at Arby's.

He went to Play it Again Sports and tried on umpire masks and hockey goalie sticks.

He found a $1 copy of Madden 2012 for the Xbox at the D.I.

And he spent his evening at his happy place: the Maverik Center, watching the Utah Grizzlies.

The simple joys of being seven. 

Photographing the Photographer

Spring Training

Tate. Getting ready for the new season. Let the games begin. ⚾️