The Masters

The Masters. Tradition....history...beauty.

I was extremely fortunate to travel to Augusta Georgia in 2004 and watch a couple of rounds of The Masters at Augusta National.

A ticket/badge to The Masters is an extremely tough ticket, by the way.

For me, walking the grounds of Augusta for the first time was an experience unlike any other. It was everything I expected, and more. I stood within earshot of Arnold Palmer, Tiger Woods, Phil Mickelson and Ernie Els. I crossed the immaculate fairways of the historic golf course. The patrons are all civil - there were no loud, belligerent men shouting at the players. Having a sandwich, soda and chips for $5 was nice too!

One of my younger brothers has been going to The Masters for the past ten years or so and he is the reason why I was able to go back in 2004. He is there now. I am jealous.

Tell me a story daddy.

My daughter Emily (whether my wife Sarah will admit it or not) is Mommy's girl. When she was a baby, she slept with Sarah. Only Sarah could feed Emily. Emily would only stop crying when her mommy held her. Emily is almost 3 and still has many days when she will not leave Sarah's side.

Emily does hang out and play with her daddy now, though. And I, of course, love it! I never thought the day would come when I could play with my daughters. The last few nights, upon arriving home from work, Emily has said "daddy, come in the living room and play with me". You don't have to ask me twice, Em! Emily and I also have another connection with a bedtime routine of me telling her a story. Every night now Emily will say "daddy tell me a story". Daddy's true, real life stories include Daddy Goes to School, Daddy Goes to the Doctor and Daddy Gets Stung by Bees - the story most requested by Em (I'll have to do a post on that story sometime).

Here's a video clip of Emily (and Anna) demonstrating how adorable she is.

Triple Babby Jogger.

For the first time since last fall, I took the girls for a run. "Take for a run" = push the girls in the triple baby jogger we bought used on craigslist a couple of years ago.

I cannot recall how much the girls weighed the last time I pushed them, but right now in total they weigh over 75 pounds. So, as you can imagine, as good as the triple jogger is, pushing them for about 3 miles was tough!

I plan to push them in a local 5K Sarah are will run next month so I need to do a couple more runs before then. Here's a glimpse of what it is like to push 3 year old triplets:

Good Night Elmo

I realized today that my daughter Allie made me a grandfather. My three year old daughter's child is ELMO! I've watched Allie carry Elmo around for over a year now and their relationship has grown to the point that Allie (aka Elmo's mommy) has put a diaper and pajamas on Elmo, rocked her to sleep, fed her and even sang happy birthday to Elmo. Today I witnessed Allie expand her motherly duties by putting Elmo on the potty!

I pulled two other Elmos from storage today and Allie adopted them as Elmo's mommy and daddy. Later in the day I was able to capture Allie and Anna giving goodnight love to the entire Elmo family. Too cute.

Reasons to love Friday, April 2, 2010.

It seems as though there hasn’t been much for me to be excited about the last couple of weeks. Today, however, I felt some of the hope and rejuvenation that comes from a beautiful spring day in New England. The reasons for me to be hopeful and excited include:

-Running along the Charles River (in shorts) during my lunch break today!
-The water left behind from the historic rainfalls we received in March is starting to dry up.
-The forecasted 70+ degree weather this weekend!
-The Sox opening their promising 2010 season Sunday night.
-Celebrating our girls’ third birthday next week.
-Preparations have begun in Copley Square for Marathon Monday.
-I got to listen to Sarah tell me how great my daughters’ did today at their first gymnastics class this morning!
-Did I mention the forecasted 70+ degree weather this weekend!