Year 4, Day 320

While Miles's typical aversion to bedtime involves yelling, roughhousing, and general loopiness, last night he silently sat up well past his bedtime as he meticulously tried to fashion a tool belt (due to his recent obsession with this guy) out of random objects in his room. While I 1) knew he was never going to … Continue reading Year 4, Day 320 →

Year 4, Day 319

Miles often displays a high degree of curiosity about things as well as an ability to make connections and conclusions based on the evidence he observes. This makes it extra funny to see, as a parent, when he's completely off base. "Hey, what animal this comes from?" he asked tonight, regarding the macaroni and cheese … Continue reading Year 4, Day 319 →

Year 4, Day 318

This evening while we were trying to get some vintage (good God, where have the years gone??) games running, Miles offered to help with a wisdom beyond his years. He must have seen me try this method at one point, but I'm surprised it stuck so quickly. https://videopress.com/v/VJGJYVOz?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata Sure, he blew onto the cartridge instead … Continue reading Year 4, Day 318 →

Year 4, Day 317

"I need to go potty," Miles announced this evening, prompting me to pause the episode of Paw Patrol he was watching and escort him to the bathroom. I've always found time spent in the bathroom to be some of the best "thinking time" I can get, given the solitude and white noise of the fan. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 317 →

Year 4, Day 316

Lying in bed last night, Miles spontaneously started singing. "Frosty the Snowman, was a jolly happy snow.He was made of snow but the children know,How he came to life one day.There must have been some magic in that old silk hat they found,For when they placed it on his head he began to dance around.Frosty … Continue reading Year 4, Day 316 →

Year 4, Day 315

Today was a day I didn't even know I needed to dread yet, as I assumed it was still at least three or four years away. Miles, in all earnestness, requested his own cell phone. "I want to get a real phone so I can talk to somebody," he said, unsolicited, as we pulled up … Continue reading Year 4, Day 315 →

Year 4, Day 314

There was a knock at the door, and I open it to find Miles declaring, "I'm Batman! This is my cape! And this is my Batmobile! Now can you push me, Daddy?" What was I supposed to say? "No?"

Year 4, Day 313

After dealing with some seasonal congestion the last couple weeks, I've finally started shaking my winter funk. That's not to say that I don't still have to cough and hack a little, especially in the morning, which prompted the following conversation with Miles on the way to daycare. "Are you still sick?" he asked. "No … Continue reading Year 4, Day 313 →

Year 4, Day 312

Miles has taken his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles phase to the next level. He came into the room where I was working today with two chair legs crammed down the back of his shirt and proclaimed, "Look! I'm Leonardo!" He then pointed him out on the spine of my Ninja Turtles VHS tapes, like I … Continue reading Year 4, Day 312 →

Year 4, Day 311

Miles doesn't voluntarily pose for pictures often, but when he does he insists on holding weird props. Whatever it takes to get a good photo, kid!