Breck Wakefield

Breck Wakefield Smith

Bre was technically due on June 8th but due to the kid being up in her ribs for the last several weeks we scheduled an induction for Tuesday, June 1st. They said we were on a waiting list so we tried to keep our expectations low in case they couldn't get us in that day.  We were supposed to call at 6:30 Tuesday morning. Before we could call, the hospital called us and asked if we could make it in by 7:45. 

We rushed to get everything packed up, boys included. We dropped the boys off at Bre's mom's house and made it to the hospital at about 7:55 and they hooked her up to the machines and induced her.  After a few hours she was still only at a 2 which is where she was when she got in so the Doc came in and told us we had a choice, we could be in for a LONG day, or we could come back another day when she's more ready.  We weren't about to leave and come back after getting our hopes up and mentally preparing so we chose the first option. 

Sure enough it took until about 7:00 pm until she was ready to have the baby. The nurse called the Dr. who had gone home for some dinner, and after he got back it only took 10 minutes of pushing before Breck was here. I could tell he was a little guy like his oldest brother Jensen.  However, he weighed in a little heavier than Jensen at 6 lbs 7 oz and 19 inches (Jensen was 5 11, 19 inches, and Drew was 8 3, 21 inches). Everything went real smoothly and the nurses said the baby looked great!

The boys were so excited to see the baby. Drew had a hard time putting together the big belly for 9 months and the baby he was looking at.  The first thing he said was "Mom, who's that?" They love holding him and helping, like pushing him to the washing room in this picture.

In the washing room before getting cleaned off.

A little background on his name: It comes from the Breckenridge ski resort in Colorado.  We threw out the name "Breck" just before attending the 2010 Winter X-Games in Aspen.  While at the games there was a skier named Bobby Brown (no, not previously married to Whitney Houston, or a singer, or black) who took the gold in big air and slope style, throwing down the first 1620 (4 and 1/2 spins) ever landed in competition. Turns out he had two big stickers on his helmet, one on top of the other, that read Breck (short for the Breckenridge ski resort) Smith (Optics).  It was inspired.  The middle name is my Mom's maiden name and the last name of one of my favorite major league pitchers, Tim Wakefied (a knuckle baller). 

We were grateful for all the support at the hospital and for those of you that couldn't make it to the hospital but that still kept us in your prayers.

Here are newborn pictures of our 3 boys. When he first came out I thought he looked exactly like Drew but since then everyone thinks he's a Jensen clone.  I think he's a good mix.  You guys can decide.  The top pic is Jensen and the bottom is Drew.

Here's my favorite news story while we were in the hospital.  It didn't happen the day he was born, but it was the day after.  We were watching the game live when it happened and I couldn't believe it.  From the picture you can see the runner is clearly out which would have been the 27th out of a perfect game for the pitcher (player catching the ball) but the ump called him safe! It was all over the news.

But the real story is what happened later on. After the game the umpire admitted his mistake and apologized to the pitcher. The league comissioner decided to not overturn the call saying that it was part of the game. The next day there was a celebration for the pitcher's (nearly) perfect game where the fans, the players/coach, and the pitcher forgave the umpire. The umpire had tears at receiving their forgiveness. Proof that baseball is the best sport out there, and that we watch too much of it.

A Tip to all wives...

...find out what your husband likes and suprise him with a big trip for his birthday.

Last Wednesday Bre told me to come home early to watch the kids cause she said she had a coaching meeting. When I got home she had all the bags packed in the car and told me I had to come with her. We drove to her parents house and she showed me the plane tickets and the X-Games schedule.

Turns out a few months ago she booked the plane tickets and hotel, contacted my cousins Regina and Derek, arranged for her parents and my parents to watch the kids, and let my boss know the days I'd be gone.

We flew to Denver on Wednesday and stayed with Derek and Regina that night. The next day we drove to a city right outside Aspen Colorado. On Friday and Saturday we hit up the games in Aspen. It was "sick" and I was totally "stoked" to be there. We watched the snowboard slopestyle, ski big air and slopestyle, snowmobile best trick, and snowboard superpipe. And yes, we did see Shaun White smash his face on the deck of the pipe in practice (if you haven't seen it, you should Youtube it). And as an added bonus, 50 Cent rapped for the 23,000 in attendance on Saturday.

We drove back to Regina and Derek's on Saturday night and flew back home on Sunday afternoon. It doesn't surprise me at all that Bre planned the best trip ever. Her only problem is that she will have to come up with something better for my 40th, sucker!

Our hosts Wednesday and Saturday night

A night shot of the ski big air competition

From left to right: slopestyle course, superpipe, and big air ramp.

Bored

This is our new favorite thing. He'll sit like this for 5 minutes at a time. We need to get him a Wii or something.

The scratches on his face are just a result of being a little brother.

This hardly ever happens so we thought we'd better snap a shot even if it meant having the Truman Show in the background.

Shredding the Bunny Hill

I took Jensen up to The Canyons for the first time last month. I was a little worried about how long it would take before he got bored but he really enjoyed it and lasted for a few hours. Although, I think he liked the gondola ride almost more than the snowboarding. I tried taking him down the normal hills but he was too fearless and would point his board strait down the hill so I decided that was not a good idea and took him to the bunny hill. He owned that. Drew was really upset that he couldn't go and screamed for a while but he settled down after we promised him he could go when he's 4. He reminds us about that often. Overall I'd say the father-son trip was successful and I'm planning on taking him again soon.

Watch him in action (oh and yes, I did bring gloves for him but he wanted to take them off so that he could grip the tow rope better)...