Its been a while since I wrote but since I'm out of town I don't have access to my steamer trunk full of excuses. I'll just let you come up with a good one.

As I sit here bored in the Charlotte, NC airport I had the brilliant and sudden thought that this would be a great time to post a blog entry. I'm not technically  at work so there's no guilt there and I just happened to have had the forethought to save the latest Aidan pictures to a thumb drive before I left.

What can be said about Aidan? He's now a card carrying member of the Little Mobile Hellions Association. The kid doesn't stop moving or trying to play with things that are not only not his and not toys but are so far from toys as to be horrifically dangerous.

"No Aidan put the fire poker down."

"No Aidan don't chew the road flare."

"No Aidan stop chasing Julie with the chef's knife."

He knows exactly what "no" means and he is actively testing our resolve whenever we break it out. He stamps, he cries, and he runs to whoever else in the room didn't say no. His mother learned that doesn't work, so will he.

The big news is that we finally chopped off his Peter Boyle mullet. His hair grew remarkably fast around the sides and back of his head but barely filled in on the top. We brought him to Snip-its and they cut it for just one week's salary. It was worth it. There was so much crap going on in that place that Aidan switched into sensory overload a second after walking in. I'm convinced that he had no idea anyone was actually cutting his hair.

Lastly we had Aidan's photo taken. It was over due and we finally found that round to-it we had misplaced. Teya from teyaphoto.com came to the house and shot Aidan for almost 2 hours. There are tons of pictures from the shoot and now we have to choose some tomorrow. If you want to see, email me and I'll send you the link and password to see the proofs.