Good evening from the lovely city of Baltimore

And just in time for severe weather and potential tornadoes later today.. Hope it passes .. Tomorrow should be great though. Stay tuned for an array of photos of hopefully enormous and dangerous fish safely behind thick glass..

My inspirational message of the day (you can sure tell I think more like a dad anymore)

This picture used to hang on the wall of my bedroom when I was a child.. I would stare at is as I fell asleep. Life is short. Honor your parents, love your family, cherish your spouse, adore you children.. and be proud when you look in the mirror. Time is fleeting..

Mom and ‘cool’ Ayden. At least there is one cool man in our family…

I met a new friend today at a family party. His name is Vader. And he’s the size of a small dinosaur. Ayden loved him, he’s great with kids. Though my initial impression was one of partial fear.

I think he can ride most rides at amusement parks…

Frank Sinatra was Ole Blue Eyes. 

Ayden Morris is the younger version. A crooner in waiting. Stylish. Rookie still, but professional one day. 

The little man was happily watching the Celtics game and just mere minutes later sleeping. I guess kids are funny like that.

Saturday morning craziness here maybe for some followers of mine, but this morning while Tara and I were videoing Ayden in his post-casting of his leg and, to our surprise and his, he began to point around the room and become distracted by something.. He followed something with his eyes, his entire body moved to find whatever it was he was looking for. When we reviewed the tape…. mom and dad found a white orb-like object moving where Ayden looked.

Seriously.

It’s interesting because I am addicted to ghost shows on TV—with the exception of GHOST ADVENTURES, they just annoy me sometimes.. But with all my addiction aside I am typically quite scientific and skeptical of videos I see. I analyzed the video this morning of Ayden for the past hour.. I cannot debunk it.

That in itself does not mean it is authentic or real.. I am choosing not to post it on here simply because.. well.. I don’t know what it would be that I am posting and don’t want to go onto a limb that cannot support the weight of any argument. *I did post below a little screen cap of Ayden Morris searching the room with his eyes*

It is interesting though.. In October 2010, I had a VERY brief glimpse of a strange fast moving object in the sky that seemingly vanished into thin air. My dog Bailey was still alive, but sadly she couldn’t share in my outright joy of finally seeing a UFO after years of wanting to.. On the flip side, I never really wanted to see a ghost. But if they are real, well, I suppose then the chances of us seeing one increase. Maybe having a child also do well in increasing the likelihood of strange activities? …

…I am followed on here by agnostics, atheists, Christians, pagans, and witches. I love that about who follows me.. and who I follow. So you may focus your point of view on this post and either laugh at me, think I’m crazy, or want to send me strange powders and creams to protect the house. 

Frankly, I don’t know what it is that showed up… dust? A glowing orb? A spirit?…

Or just nothing?… I don’t know

Do you venture to say you do?

Today was tough. Ayden Morris was a trooper when they applied the cast. But … even troopers have bad moments.  He yelled, screamed.. his face turned a strange shade of purple.. veins popped out of his forehead.. his strength was overwhelming. I think at that moment he could have seriously lifted a car in the air.

I never had a broken bone in my life. Knock on wood that it stays that way.. 

So I asked the friendly Doc ‘is it worse to put the cast on or take it off?’

There was laughter.. Followed by a horrific look on all our faces.

Yes, indeed. Three weeks from now Ayden’s anger may build again.

Until then….. stickers of Thomas the Train and …well, as much sugar as he wants.

Unfortunately Ayden has a fracture… And a series of XRays, a cast, and memories to suppress… The little man turned into a ferocious tiger…

My wife and I looked back through old photos tonight.. Way back to those retro days of *gasp* 2005. Yes, it doesn’t seem like a long time ago.. but wrinkles add to the days and stress and weight add to our ways.

It is just strange when you stop for a brief moment and look back at yourself.

Sometimes the events captured in pictures isn’t even fresh in the mind anymore..

Time sure can be fleeting.

I think a new goal, as of now, is to live a little more like every day is the last. Strolling through photos illustrates just how rapidly it all goes.. but where does it go?

I picture Langoliers happily eating the past.

Ayden Morris is very contemporary in his music preferences..

Unfortunately this is Ayden’s new shoe after a specialist appointment today .. He may not remember this in the future but his mom, dad, and family sure will…. Joys of parenting..

Ayden with Spider-Man. Just one of the movies we are anticipating this year.

Tough night last night .. Little Ayden sprained his foot trying to play soccer in the house. He may be a sports star one day. But not at age 1.5..

The little person is doing ok, though. Getting a good sleep now after a very long day at the emergency room and eating Wendy’s French Fries last night … Yes, we let him splurge, Michelle Obama would not be fond of his post-sprain diet.

In the old days you got a recovering child a toy. Now toy stores are closed.. so we just add to childhood obesity. I guess. Or something like that.

I knew parenthood was stressful.. But I guess I just never understood that stressful meant….it’s stressful !!