Awesome Dad Stuff: Tonka Trucks


It’s all coming back to me.

This afternoon I took my daughter on a trip to the park. This particular park has a huge sand pit. When I say huge I mean like the size of a football field. It had rained the day before so was kind of icky. I never actually took my daughter out of her stroller. However I did get to take some pictures that reminded me of my childhood.

I think every guy my age grew up with Tonka trucks. The Tonka trucks of my youth were big and metal. They were toys that were meant to be beat upon and still keep rolling. My friends and I spent countless hours out in the back yard playing with three giant yellow Tonka trucks. The trucks stayed in the back yard sand box 24/7. I don’t recall ever bringing them in the house. They with stood snow, rain, and 100 degree days. Sure over time the paint peeled and they rusted, but such was the life of a Tonka truck. Over the years pieces broke off, but the trucks were still great fun.

So today at the park I see these three Tonka trucks and had a flash back to the sand box of my youth. These modern Tonka trucks are plastic. They are still big, and they are still tough. These trucks like the ones in my youth have been left out in the elements, they have been broken. They are still fun though. Kids play with these trucks everyday and have a ball.

Being a father is the most incredible experience I could have ever asked for. I knew that I was going to have a blast raising my daughter. What I did not expect was to relive my childhood. With each new phase of her life I am brought back to my own childhood. I try to see life though her eyes. When I try I go back to that place when I was a child. It brings me such joy to watch my daughter have some of the same experiences that I had.


Cool Dad Stuff: Baseball


Its beginning to look a lot like baseball.

As we march forward into spring I have started to watch preseason baseball. Growing up baseball was my favorite sport. If I was not inside playing my saxophone or piano I was outside with a baseball and a glove. I would play pitch with anyone that could throw the ball.

When I was growing up I lived on a dead end street with just two houses. It just so happened that my best friend lived across the street from me. Him and his little brother also loved baseball. We spent countless hours playing baseball in the street. The three of us would go around and gather up all of the other neighborhood kids for a game.

The games were epic. When I look back on those games I imagine we had 50-60 kids out there playing ball in the street. I’m sure it was really only like 10 of us but we felt like heros. We never had an audience but we had our imaginations. When the pitch came we would swing for the fences or rather the cornfield at the end of the street.

Baseball always brings me back to the dog days of summer in my hometown of Owensboro, Ky. It was a magical time. I can only hope that as my daughter ages that she will get to have similar memories of childhood.

Potty Training: Part 1

Potty Training

It is with great trepidation that I announce that we begin potty training. At Em’s 18 month appointment the Doctor said it was time. We picked a seat, we waited, now it is time.

The day after Em’s appointment my wife and I set out to find the perfect potty chair. We looked at internet reviews, we went to the store and “tested” them setting each one on the floor and having Em sit. After much trial and error we came to a consensus on the potty chair. We took our bright new potty chair home and…

We took it out of the box. We sat it in Em’s bathroom and it has sat. We keep the door to the bathroom closed. So the potty chair has never been sat on since it left the store. I guess the reason is simple we have been lazy. We have not really started teaching Em about the potty chair yet. Also there is something kind of scary about moving from changing your kids diaper to them going on their own. We have to loose a little bit of the control that we had on our kids life.

The time is now. I decided earlier today that it has been over a month we have to start the process. One of our friends has trained their kid on how to go to the potty in this time. Yes they have a 19mo old baby boy that goes on the potty chair like a champ.

We have the chair, it is set up, and the time is now. I’m sure I will have plenty of adventures in potty training to share. I do not wish to receive any tips or advice on this process. I do however welcome awesome stories.

Music: My Experience

My alto saxophone from high school.

My alto saxophone from high school.

Music has played a huge role in my life. I started playing music in third grade. Since that time I have learned how to play the piano, the saxophone, guitar, and ukulele. I can pick up most any instrument and play. These days I spend a lot of time sharing the joy of music with my daughter.

The first instrument that I learned to play was the piano. I practiced 30 min every day no matter what for years. My first piano teacher taught me to play by ear. I can remember those early years when I would put a record on my parents record player in the living room and try to play along. I can remember being sent home with a tape of some basic music and being assigned to be able to play it when I returned. It was awesome training. My first music teacher also taught me to read music. I was only the second kid in my class at school that knew how to read music.

In 5th grade I picked up the saxophone. My teacher was the middle school band teacher Mr. Morton. He took tons of time with me. I may have only practiced the piano for 30 min a day, but I spent hours a day playing the saxophone. I honestly don’t know how my parents were able to take the sounds. My parents only had to put up with the sounds coming out of my saxophone for a short time each day. I practiced at the middle school from the time school let out until my Grandmother picked me up after school.

The saxophone got me really involved in music. I was in the middle school band starting in 6th grade. I was the only 6th grader that got to be in the Jazz band which was reserved for 8th graders. Mr. Morton turned me on to Jazz, I started listening to all of the Jazz greats. I also was involved in every solo and ensemble competition that I was able to do.

In 7th grade I was able to get one of my best friends to join the band with me. We used to stay up late at his house on nights before competitions and practice our solos. I’m sure his parents were quite pleased with us, but they never said a word.

The summer before 8th grade I got to trade in my beginner saxophone on the one in the picture. It was a huge improvement. Beginner horns just do not allow you to have the tone that you can get with a professional horn. The action is quicker, and they are just set up to be way more playable. I have played this horn for 15 years. It was one of the best investments that my parents ever made in me.

I played saxophone all the way though high school. I played in marching band for all four years of high school. I was the only freshman that got to play 1st Alto Sax in the marching band. Then I was the only freshman in years that got to sit 1st Alto Sax in concert band. The next year I was lucky enough to move up to symphonic band, where I again made 1st chair Alto Sax. In high school in addition to playing in the marching band, concert band, and symphonic band, I also played in jazz band, and the basketball pep band.

In high school I also picked up playing guitar. My first guitar was a Fender American Strat. I played that thing till my fingers bled. It is an awesome guitar. For high school graduation my parents bought me a Martin HD-28. This is my favorite guitar.

In college I stopped playing the saxophone for the most part. I played saxophone in a ska band for a little while, but really did not click with the guys. I also tried playing saxophone in the basketball pep band, but I had a class when they met for rehersals. So I kind of stopped playing saxophone for awhile. My Martin HD-28 was my instrument of choice though college.

College was an amazing time. I was a political science and history major, but the majority of my time was spent with a few music majors that I met during orientation. I played my guitar in their dorm rooms and really did not study much…

These days I play a lot of saxophone, piano, guitar, and uke for my daughter. She loves listening to me play music. We also listen to a lot of music. As a parent I feel that I have to teach her as much as possible about music. I am trying to expose her to a broad array of music ranging from classical, jazz, blues, rock, country etc. I hope that she will be able to find the joy though music that I have been able to find. I fear that my daughter will never get the formal music education in public schools that I did because of budget cuts. Music is always one of the first things that goes in schools.

Friday Night

It is Friday night at 8:30pm and my wife and I are laying in bed with our computers on, while watching ESPN. This is our lives. We put our daughter to bed an hour ago. It is not the most exciting thing ever, but there is a place and a time for it. Work life balance. This should be the last Friday like this for awhile.

I am constantly struggling with the work and family balance. This week has been particularly bad. I have a few big projects going. I am creating a new portfolio, retouching a huge project, had a huge shoot, and am switching from Nikon to Canon.

I am in the process of creating a new portfolio to show to some advertising agencies that I have not worked with. So in addition to my normal work I am having to edit a new portfolio, and then shoot what I need to add to the portfolio. I get to do this on top of my normal work and my personal work. I have one of the creative directors that I work with laying out my portfolio for printing and creating some new marketing pieces with me. With a little bit of work I think this project is going to win at least a local addy award. A bit part of being in my profession is showing portfolios of your work to agencies. I have slacked off on this for the last five years. Putting a portfolio together to show the best of five years and show where I want to go is a tough thing.

I am working on retouching some files for a doctors office that I photographed two weeks ago. I have about 20 files left and I want to finish them this weekend. So I will be up until at least midnight working. Then I will be up by 6am before my wife and my daughter to try and wrap up and get things going for the morning. Retouching interiors and exteriors is not the worlds hardest work, but it can be time consuming to ensure that everything is straight, and all of the colors and tones are consistent.

I’m also in the process of switching from Canon to Nikon. This is going to be a great move for me. The files from the Nikon D800 are way better than anything coming from Canon. Selling my old gear is actually pretty time consuming. On Monday I have some Nikon gear arriving at the house that I can’t wait for.

We do have some cool stuff going on though. Today we had some amazing weather so my daughter and I were able to go to the park for a few hours this afternoon. This weekend we plan on going to the aquarium and taking a walk.

Anyway it is time for me to get back to work.

A Mans Morning

I am a pretty avid redditor. The other day on the subreddit everyman should know there was a post about what a real mans morning is. Below is my take on a mans morning.

Hear toddler crying.
Pry eyes open and shlep to toddlers room.
Calm toddler and change diaper.
Contemplate shower.
Skip shower.
Usher wife and toddler into big jacked up Land Cruiser. Vroom!
Take toddler to daycare.
Starbucks with the wife.
Get into town and realize that I forgot a clients project at the house.
30min drive back to house for client project.
30min drive back to town to deliver client project.
Wait 30min for client to arrive.

A Day in the life of a dad.

Over the last 18 months my life has been completely transformed.

Here is my to do list today.

1. Get Em ready for day care

2. Take Out Trash

3. Follow up biz e-mail

4. Biz meeting at Starbucks

5. Swing by the studio to do some work

6. Retouch 3 photos for a client

7. Do dishes at home

8. Pick up Em from daycare

9. Fix Dinner and finish cleaning house

I will be the first to admit that I am not the greatest at balancing home life and work. Especially on days when Em does not have daycare.