Year 3, Day 46

Easter is never a big holiday in the Martin household, and if it weren't for the presence of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs in my home I likely could've completely forgotten it's even happening this weekend. Jaclyn, however, really wants Miles to have as much of an Easter as he can given the stay-at-home mandate in … Continue reading Year 3, Day 46 →

Year 3, Day 45

In his journey to potty autonomy, Miles has reached a phase, however unwarranted, of prideful obstinance. He's good about letting us know when he has to go to the bathroom, and his propensity for accidents is reducing day by day. It's unsurprising then that he's started insisting on pulling his pants down himself.As I went … Continue reading Year 3, Day 45 →

Year 3, Day 44: Name That Song 2!

Miles started belting this single line out on repeat today. Never heard it before and can't even take a stab at what it might be. Any guesses?

Year 3, Day 43

What day is it? How long, exactly, have we been stuck indoors? I ask myself these questions every day, sometimes more than once. I have mixed feelings about being stuck at home amidst the COVID-19 outbreak. For one thing, I hate working from home. Hate it. The root of this feeling can be summed up … Continue reading Year 3, Day 43 →

Year 3, Day 42

Matching wits over a glass of water.

Year 3, Day 41

Miles has reached the "walk around the house whacking s@#$ with stick*" phase of his youth. * Or, as he calls it, "Me hammer."

Year 3, Day 40

Clearly, Miles has his own ideas about the appropriate location for his potty.

Year 3, Day 39

This afternoon we tried to coax Miles into taking a nap or, at the very least, staying in his room for some quiet time. This was his rebuttal.

Year 3, Day 38

Retrieving a toy from the dark recesses beneath Miles's bed and realizing too late that it was a trap.

Year 3, Day 37

Frozen has dominated Miles's life, and ours, for the last month. Little did I know, however, that a savior would arrive...a savior with a long history of entertaining the Martin family. In all my desperate wishing for Miles to find an alternative to Elsa and Olaf, hoping that another cultural figure would sweep in to … Continue reading Year 3, Day 37 →