I made a category called “Baby #1.” Eventually that will be changed to the baby’s actual name, except in the event that we name it Baby #1. Then it will stay the same.

In two short days I will return to the regular world of working. While there are some teachers who get a little bored after 2.5 months off, that’s not me. I could retire today and find plenty of things to occupy myself. Regardless, it’s back to going to bed on time, waking up early, and loving the weekends. I’m looking forward to this year being even easier than the first two though.

I was thinking today about why I wanted to be a father. While I know it’s a lot of work and a huge change in life, I know it will be super rewarding. The way my parents look at us and all the joy they find in their children, I want that in life. I want to be a father, and some day a grandfather. I want to go to little league games, graduations, and weddings. I want home movies of my kids being silly, and watching it with them when they’re older. I want to help shape a new life and see them grow up and become their own person. And I get the feeling there is an aspect to parenthood that’s hard to describe. The first time you hold your child, it’s probably hard to put your feelings in words, other than “this is really really good.”

But I’ve got six months to ponder that.

Over at ESPN.com a baseball player’s blog said there should be more minorities in little league (which means there are too many white kids!). It was the perfect opportunity for me to jump in and add to the conversation. Feel free to add yourself, but you have to register first.