Day three of no AC in the house, combined with an out-of-town work trip for Jaclyn, meant only one thing — Miles and I were going out for dinner.
“What do you want to eat for dinner?” I asked Miles as we pulled away from daycare this evening.
“PANCAKES!” Miles declared without hesitation.
“I know JUST the place,” I told him.
And just how much did Miles want pancakes? Well his meal came with one and mine came with two, which meant that he ate THREE PANCAKES for dinner (although I was impressed to see that he ate all of his eggs before touching any of them).
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 