One Great Year

This past year, has been without a doubt, the fastest year of my life. One year ago at this time, my wife and I were waiting. Waiting for a baby. Sitting around, recording, and timing contractions, waiting to go to the hospital. When we got there, we waited some more, then went home. Then, we waited some more, went back in, and of course, waited some more. My wife, did all the work, and was awesome, and likely see’s the whole experience as more than just “waiting”, but I’m the one telling this story. Finally, the moment arrived, where we were able to meet our child, our son Dylan. It was the single coolest moment of my life. Easily eclipsing the runner up, which was a Reds game vs. the cubs in 1990, Billy Hatcher hit 4 doubles, and Lou Pinella threw first base, and I got to talk trash to my cubs fan neighbors the whole ride home. A great moment, but not nearly as awesome as seeing my son Dylan for the first time.

In the past year, we’ve had many, many more great moments. Every “first” brings us great joy, and pride. Watching him grow up is the most amazing thing I have ever been a part of. Even more amazing than the OSU national championship season, in which I played a major role. After all, I was at several Buckey games that season, and me getting my liquor confiscated at the Northwestern game, was the push they needed to get over the hump.

A lot has changed over this past year. A little less sleep, a whole new way of life. I have definitely been peed on, and thrown up on, far more this year, than any other year of my life, and I’ll take it. Pretty much everything my son does is awesome. Even when he does it at 4 in the morning, I still look back on it and smile.

So, this may not be the most cynical, nor the funniest of any of my posts, but it’s the story I’ve had the most fun living, and writing. This birthday, will be pretty low key. We had a small family gathering over the weekend, and the D man got a lot of cool stuff. The birthdays in the future, will be just as memorable, and even more exciting. I’m thinking Hooters will be the perfect spot to celebrate all the birthdays to come. Besides, once the soft spot is completely gone, it’ll be safe to take the big man to reds games, where he can learn about the important things in life. Heartbreak, and over priced beers. Maybe his old man will go streaking in his honor. Someday….