Year 3, Day 162

Miles has started throwing around the phrase “One more time!” pretty liberally. When we’re playing and I do something funny? “One more time!” When we’ve just finished running around from playing Naked Baby after bath time? “One more time!” When I give Miles a potato chip? “One more, daddy!”

Of course, it’s never “one more time.” The phrase is never uttered in isolation. Sure, he might score another potato chip or lap around the house out of it, but once that’s finished he always follows up with yet another, “Nono…one more time!”

“Miles,” I’ll reply, “I don’t think you understand what that means.”

And yet, I relent and do whatever it is “one more time” anyway. It’s a lesson we can put off for a little while yet.

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