Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Beach Buds



Max and I were standing on this NW Washington beach with a world of possibilities expanding in all directions around us. Which of those possibilities will we reach out for, grasp onto and clutch to our chests? Which ones will slip through our fingers? Which ones will we never even know were there? Max and I both have a lot of living to do!

The wimpy little waves were rolling in off of the straits of Juan de Fuca and I was just glad that I have such a wonderful family. My predecessors, my contemporaries and my progeny are all just about the greatest people I can imagine. I am a product of those spectacular people more than I am a creation of my own making. I hope I am an end product that is worth something. I guess I convinced my wife that it had some pretty good value. I hope she doesn't feel ripped off.

Anyway, I pledge to be more active on the blogs....

5 comments:

Danalin said...

Of course I don't feel ripped off...in fact, I feel like I'm uncovering this amazing, hidden treasure all the time. The more I find out about you, Ty, the more there is to be amazed by and to love. You are the best thing that ever happened to me! I love you.

Mark said...

How do you like being near the ocean, bud? I love the ocean, but having not grown up near one, I find it awe-inspiring and a bit frightening, with its incomprehensible size and the sense that unknown worlds full of dangerous creatures are lurking beneath its surface.

When we were in Costa Rica, the beaches for the most part were tranquil and beautiful. But one night, a fearsome storm blew in off the ocean. I had watched it approaching for hours, and then suddenly it burst upon us with furious lightning and gale-force winds. I felt suddenly extremely vulnerable, precariously perched in our hotel on a jungled terrace. But within a few hours, it blew past us, and the tranquility returned.

As to the possibilities of your (and your son's) life, I would have to agree that the future is bright and wide-open. For Max,at least. For you, I'd have to say this: Not everyone grows up to be an astronaut.

Just kidding, bud.

Dad said...

Ty,
I don't have to tell anyone this as we all know it, but you are a very good man Ty. Observing you as a father is a delight. I know I don't have to tell Dana what a thoughtful, helpful and involved dad you are.

Max is one lucky little dude to have the two of you as parents. I would just ask you one thing....and that is don't teach him out to shoot the rock. Leave that to his Grandpa. He will then have a chance at excelling in that sport along with the other things he will do. It is your one weak area as a Dad....that is, teaching you son how to shoot free throws and how to throw up the 3 ball. Leave that to the old man. (your old man that is)

Looking at the little guy and wondering what he will become is something all dad's and mom's go through with their children. With the kind of parents you guys are becoming his potential is unlimited. I look forward to the journey (as an observer and sometimes contributor)

Love you guys,
dad

Matthew said...

tylee mike,

let me join in the love fest here. you have a beautiful wife and family. I see nothing but possibilities. Congrats to the Seattle Fosters!

I suppose there is also a possibility that the Earth will fall into the sun and all life on it will perish, but I think that's pretty remote.

I am a thoroughgoing landlubber. I like the ocean, but it's so intimidating to me.... like staring into a void of incomprehensible vastness. Have you considered that if you stay in Seattle that Max will be the only Foster ever to have grown up near the briny blue?

Wanna come and see you guys sometime, preferably soon.

Wendi said...

Nice post, Ty. I've really been enjoying the vicarious experience of new parenthood that I've been getting from your and Dana's blogs (and Jeff & Angie's as well, of course). I know it can't possibly compare to the real thing (in all of it's undoubted joy and pain!), but for now I feel as though I'm getting a heads-up on what Matt and I might anticipate if / when we go down that formidably wonderful road.

As the one member of Clan Foster who DID grow up near the coast, I can attest that it's a heckuva resource for day outings and delicious seafood (two things I truly love). I miss the sea very much, which is one of many reasons why Matt and I need to get Seattle-side to visit with you and your lovely family. I'll bring a can of Old Bay seasoning and we can have a steamer feast (with Max's toes for my dessert)! :-D