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!
I had originally planned on putting the Christmas tree up today, then pulling out all the ornaments so we could decorate it as a family this evening. Instead, I found myself hunting for these things: The only door we've used these on since moving is Miles's bedroom door (the INSIDE), but certain elements (specifically, a … Continue reading Year 4, Day 275
Grammy, Papa, and Uncle Ben headed home today, but before they left, Grammy was determined to have Miles show her around the neighborhood playground. It was a request he fulfilled with zeal and éclat. While also evidently filming a hip-hop video. On the playground, Miles was able to demonstrate just how active and versatile he … Continue reading Year 4, Day 274
When coming up to visit us for Thanksgiving, my dad had only one request (and no, it wasn't "Thanksgiving dinner") -- "Find somewhere we can go on a hike." Today, after much anticipation, Papa, Miles, and I went on our nature walk at Latta Plantation Nature Preserve. All my dad really wants in life is … Continue reading Year 4, Day 273
In a Thanksgiving first*, we stayed home this year and hosted my parents and brother at our (yeah, still) new home. No lie -- it was nice to NOT drive for once! When I told Miles the day was starting with the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, he immediately asked why we weren't going to the … Continue reading Year 4, Day 272
Miles always loves receiving mail from Taylor Swift. Always a trail of paper stars left in his wake.
"Go get me juice or I'm gonna put you in time out. Those are your options." - Miles Martin
I turned 42 today, and naturally the topic of discussion as soon as I woke up this morning was Miles's age. "I'm...FOUR!" he declared. I rubbed my eyes. "You're still three." "No," he said, doubling down. "I'M. FOUR!" I decided to try a different tact. "You are TWO." "I'm TWO??" Miles said, taken aback. "Oh … Continue reading Year 4, Day 269
Major revelations today in the Martin household, as I said to Miles, "Can I have a hug, son?" and he replied, "I'm not your son anymore. I'm the blue NINJA TURTLE!!!" And then he tackled me.
After a year lost to the pandemic, our legendary annual Dipsgiving event roared back today, moving out to the garage but still giving our friends a chance to showcase their culinary masterworks. As in years past, it didn't disappoint. And you'd think, with so much food around and nary a fork in sight, Miles's grubby … Continue reading Year 4, Day 267
"You know what Monday is?" I asked Miles this evening. He thought for a moment. "Thanksgiving?" "No, Thanksgiving is Thursday," I said. "But Monday is my birthday." Immediately, he said, "And we gonna eat all the cake?" "Yeah I think so!" "And you get a PJ Masks cake and a football cake and a Paw … Continue reading Year 4, Day 266