Year 2, Day 341

On a good morning, it takes me considerable time to wake up. My corporeal form may rise from my bed and begin gadding about at 8:00, but it is fueled not by conscious thought but rather involuntary muscle movements and instinct. I don't actually achieve consciousness some time after that. I bring this up because … Continue reading Year 2, Day 341 →

Year 2, Day 340

Yesterday was mommy's birthday, but Miles's own is impending now as we cross into February. As Miles prepares to turn two, there are certain expectations and milestones that we're expecting to reach. Chief among these achievements? Teaching Miles to properly blow out a candle. After all, we don't want him making a fool out of … Continue reading Year 2, Day 340 →

Year 2, Day 339

Today is Jaclyn's birthday, a fact Miles was made aware of as we were leaving the house this morning. "Can you tell mommy, 'Happy birthday'?" I asked. He then proceeded to sing the entire "Happy Birthday" song to her. Not a bad way for mommy to start her birthday! The only thing Jaclyn wanted for … Continue reading Year 2, Day 339 →

Year 2, Day 338

After he finished his banana last night, Miles's babysitter correctly observed that the banana was "all gone." Miles quickly stood, stepped to the kitchen, and offered a counter-argument.

Year 2, Day 337

Miles employed one of his favorite words with me this evening as he was sitting at his table eating and I stepped over to him. "Move." I shrugged and looked around. "Where should I go?" Miles, chewing his food, grunted and pointed towards my bedroom. "You want me to go into the bedroom?" I asked. … Continue reading Year 2, Day 337 →

Year 2, Day 336

I remember a time, as a small child in elementary school, when my dad dropped me off in his Toyota station wagon (a car he would end up holding onto long enough that it eventually earned the nickname "The Sludgemobile," but that's another story). We pulled up to the school, and my nose was running … Continue reading Year 2, Day 336 →

Year 2, Day 335

Today wasn't the best as far as Miles's potty training has gone. Despite numerous attempts, under extreme protest, to compel Miles to use his potty, he relied on his pull-ups to do the waste receiving most of the day. But just as Jaclyn was about to lose hope and resort to extreme measures (i.e., going … Continue reading Year 2, Day 335 →

Year 2, Day 334

We took Miles to get a haircut this afternoon, a trip that granted Miles his first taste of suckers and a thirst for exploration.

Year 2, Day 333

I hosted a trivia show tonight, while Jaclyn and Miles went out for food with Jaclyn's aunt on her last night in Charlotte. Their plan had been to go to Pinky's one of our favorite local spots (and one of Guy Fieri's as well). And while they did eat at Pinky's, Miles was evidently less … Continue reading Year 2, Day 333 →

Year 2, Day 332

We met up with Jaclyn's aunt tonight, and perhaps no one was more excited about our after-dinner ice cream trip than Miles.