Year 5, Day 25

This morning, Miles discovered his reflection in the car door (specifically how weird it makes his head look).

Year 5, Day 24

"Daddy," Miles said as we pulled out of the driveway this morning, "I want Mommy to have a new baby." "Whooo," I said, cocking my head at him. "Well, you'll have to bring that up with her. I'm not sure she'll agree with you." "Well," he continued, "maybe YOU can have the baby." "That's...not how … Continue reading Year 5, Day 24 →

Year 5, Day 23

The little lord will see you now...

Year 5, Day 22

I always knew this was going to be a challenge for me, but the more Miles learns to communicate the truer it is -- fatherhood is a constant battle between NEEDING to act sternly and WANTING to laugh hysterically at EVERYTHING. Almost every time I say, "That isn't funny, Miles," or, "I'm/We're not laughing, Miles," … Continue reading Year 5, Day 22 →

Year 5, Day 21

Jaclyn went out for a girl's night with one of the neighbors tonight, and while I was fine staying in with Miles after an exhausting week, Miles was...less agreeable. Wailing at the door and insisting Mommy stay, Miles ultimately had to be physically dragged from the doorway so Jaclyn could leave. As in most cases, … Continue reading Year 5, Day 21 →

Year 5, Day 20

I was forced to leave bed in the middle of the night after hearing Miles wailing and banging on his door for several minutes, and when I entered his room he started giving me all sorts of typical excuses for his behavior. Some of The ClassicsTM I was treated to included: "I'm scared of the … Continue reading Year 5, Day 20 →

Year 5, Day 19

This may be a milestone that doesn't feel as major as it is just yet, since it won't become a reality for a few more months, but Jaclyn called me today with "something important" to tell me. The important thing? Miles has been officially accepted into a pre-K program beginning in the fall. For those … Continue reading Year 5, Day 19 →

Year 5, Day 18

After a long day of work and hosting trivia, all I want to do is come home and collapse into bed, and today was no exception. I hauled my aching body upstairs and into the bedroom to find-- ...oh. Given that he was sleeping with the ENTIRE PAW Patrol, I quickly accepted that there was … Continue reading Year 5, Day 18 →

Year 5, Day 17

Yeah, that's how it started for me too, kid. Like father, like son.

Year 5, Day 16

We live in a new development with very few fully-grown trees, so when it's breezy outside, our neighborhood can experience Jim Cantore-level gusts, as the homes create a system of wind tunnels that sends gales whistling and twisting past houses. "Daddy will take you outside to fly your kite," Jaclyn decreed this weekend while we … Continue reading Year 5, Day 16 →