Thanks for stopping by! Being a dad is a unique challenge, the winding path through which is fraught with successes and failures. I'm only three months in right now, and the hand brake on this roller coaster is broken beyond repair. And you'll be able to hear (read) all about it on this site! A … Continue reading Welcome to the party, pal!
Year 2, Day 352
Being a father has rendered my Amazon Prime recommendations absolutely worthless. Also, SEASON 102???
Year 2, Day 351: The Teething Diaries IX
So, yeah, it's teething again. After Miles's restlessness Sunday night, I suspected that something specific might've been making sleeping difficult. After last night, I feel pretty confident that it's his molars. While I was Miles's on-duty attendant on Sunday night, last night that responsibility fell to Jaclyn. Unfortunately (mainly for me, but really for both … Continue reading Year 2, Day 351: The Teething Diaries IX
Year 2, Day 350
I hadn't been asleep very long last night before I heard Miles start howling over the baby monitor. His night light wasn't turned on, and I assumed that he must've woken up in the pitch black and been a little freaked out. Rather than give him a few minutes to settle back down, I sprang … Continue reading Year 2, Day 350
Year 2, Day 349
Miles got to make a new friend today -- our friends Jeff and Arianne's new daughter Reina. As usual when meeting babies, Miles was initially jealous when Jaclyn scooped up the tiny human (a quick aside, there's no way Miles was ever that tiny, right??). But as soon as he was close enough to her, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 349
Year 2, Day 348
In an effort to get Miles (and, in all fairness, me) out of Jaclyn's hair for a little while today, I took the young lad to the Charlotte Minicon this morning. Upon rolling in, Miles was delighted to see countless images of favorites like Superman, Batman, and Spider-Man all around the show floor. He was … Continue reading Year 2, Day 348
Year 2, Day 347
Since he started potty training, the mantra we've tried to ingrain in Miles's head is "Mommy! Daddy! Pee-pee! Poo-poo!" We've instructed Miles to utter this rallying cry any time he "feels the pee/poop coming." The length of turnaround time varies wildly from one incident to the next. Sometimes he'll say the words and manage to … Continue reading Year 2, Day 347
Year 2, Day 346
Playing guitar on the toilet. So punk.
