We build Lincoln log towers and had Thanksgiving supper at the John and Nancy Fruit & Nut Farm and then capped the day with gingerbread house decorating at Grandma and Grandpa R’s. Harvey and Carson’s house won, “most creative.” Katy and Taylor took home the “decorating excellence” award for the second straight year.
On Friday, we found three perfect Christmas trees (for each of our respective houses) and then proceeded to decorate the whole house.
I went to the UM v OSU game on Saturday, and explored campus with Zack. It’s changing more and more, and the feeling of “it was just yesterday” is fading a bit.
Harvey rings in the New Year just before bedtime.
Harvey, you enjoyed a cinnamon sugar donut, watching the goats, and running through the pumpkin patch. We enjoyed watching you have fun!
We had fun bowling at Incredible Mo’s, eating pizza with the whole fam-dam-ily, and celebrating my 33rd birthday. Time flys when you’re having fun! Harvey, you did well bowling.
Happy U.S. Open week! I’ve finished watching the flyovers of each of the 18 holes at Pinehurst #2, which look more interesting than the 2005 and 1999 U.S. Opens thanks to the recent revisions by Coore & Crenshaw.
As I type, I am watching the historic finish by Payne Stewart in 1999, where he made a 25′ putt on the 16th hole for par, a 5′ birdie on the 17th hole, and got up-and-down from 80 yards on the 18th hole for par to defeat Phil Mickelson by one and Tiger Woods by two.
Payne died in a plane crash several months later. His finishing pose from that U.S. Open is memorialized by a statue of his winning first-pump. Equally as notable, however, was that amid the celebration of his 72nd-hole Father’s Day win Payne said to Phil, “You’re going to be a father, and there’s nothing greater in the world. You and Amy are going to make wonderful parents.”
I was a 17-year-old son while watching that 1999 tournament. I am now a 32-year-old husband, father, son, and son-in-law. And I wholeheartedly agree with Payne’s statement. Being a father is an exceptional adventure that fills my days with more love and laughs than I could have ever imagined possible. There are nights when Lindsey and I sit at our dining room table, finishing our meal, and marvel at Harvey walking, climbing, and playing peek-a-boo with us from the living room.
I realize that this is just the beginning, but I will strive to be forever humbled by my role as a husband and father, eternally grateful to have Lindsey, Harvey, Dad, and Dan in my life, and excited for the experiences ahead.
We went to Red Ginger on Friday night to celebrate mom’s birthday. (I’ll let her tell you which one!) It as a great meal, and we topped it off with MOOmers Ice Cream. Mom, we love you and appreciate all that you do for us and for Harvey. Cheers to many more adventures to come.
Lindsey brought Harvey by the office today for “Bring Your Child to Work Day.” I’m reminded of the many afternoons I spent eating cheese and crackers at dad’s Old Town office as a kid. And of hanging out with mom in her room at Pathfinder. Harvey, watch out! If you hang around the office too long, we’ll put you to work!