As a work-at-home dad, I’m always battling a multitude of distractions. Some days, it’s baseball. Other days, it’s “Hellcats.” Still other days, it might be a fresh batch of Powergirl’s famous chocolate chip cookies.
One distraction that’s always here: my baby girl.
It feels strange referring to L as a “distraction,” but from an impartial, professional perspective, [...]

Leave it to L to find stuff I thought I had lost forever. The object of her eureka moment this afternoon: The only foul ball I’ve ever caught during a live Major League Baseball game (which, oddly enough, happened to be exactly ten years ago today, at the old Yankee Stadium, on July 6, 2000).
Some [...]

Baseball people say that in order to be a closer—the guy who comes in to record the last three outs of a victory—you need a certain mentality that enables you to forget all previous failures and focus on doing the job at hand.
What I’ve learned in the last 48 hours is that being a father [...]

Spending sizable chunks of every day with my new daughter, I often wonder to myself what it must like to be her. What does she see? What does she think? And what difference do all of those baby-oriented gizmos and gadgets really make?
Today, I tried to find out.
It was an impromptu experiment. L and I [...]

Say what you will about the Red Sox/Yankees rivalry being overhyped in recent years, but last night’s ballgame between the teams was the first of L’s life, so for her, every overdramatized pitch was brand new.
To commemorate this milestone, I made the experience something she’ll never forget.
In the early afternoon, we each donned our game [...]