Tragedy struck this morning, as Miles clawed his way over to my coffee mug and managed to tip it over just as we were getting ready to walk out the door. Fortunately, all of the liquid spilled away from him as the mug went spinning across the floor, and Jaclyn and I worked in concert (for maybe the first time ever?) to quickly snatch him away and clean the mess up. Parenting really is just a series of disasters, the magnitudes of which are totally dependent on the reflexes and guile of the parents.
Day 345
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