Year 4, Day 260

Miles got some new pants tonight, and he couldn't wait to get home and try them on...his head. Full disclosure: I'm a little jealous.

Year 4, Day 259

As we were trying to usher Miles to bed tonight, the haphazard appeals for a few more minutes of time downstairs started, as usual. He's always grasping at straws with his wacky last-minute requests, and tonight he suddenly decided he wanted to eat. "Can you get me cheese??" he pleaded. "No!" we answered, knowing he … Continue reading Year 4, Day 259 →

Year 4, Day 258

Miles listens to "Black Hole Sun" for the first time, immediately enters angsty teenage years.

Year 4, Day 257

Remember Sick Bear, that delightful doll given to Miles by his Yia-yia and used whenever any of us is feeling under the weather? Well Miles let me know today that Sick Bear is "turkey" and that he subsequently put him in an "oven" and "ate him," which sounds to me like how a young Hannibal … Continue reading Year 4, Day 257 →

Year 4, Day 256

Once she had finally coaxed Miles into the bathtub tonight, Jaclyn gave him a few minutes to play. We were in the bedroom folding laundry when, mere minutes later, Miles darted out of the bathroom, wet and butt-ass naked. "Miles!" Jaclyn yelled. "What are you doing??" "I'm done from the bath!" he announced, a trail … Continue reading Year 4, Day 256 →

Year 4, Day 255

Breakfast of champions. He truly is my son.

Year 4, Day 254

Today, after what feels like forever, Heroes Aren't Hard to Find finally hosted a comic convention here in Charlotte. As excited as I was to get back in the world, I was just as eager to take Miles to the show a little bit over the weekend. Under normal circumstances, we'd have a couple chances … Continue reading Year 4, Day 254 →

Year 4, Day 253

After a rough night in which Miles was up off and on hour after hour, with Jaclyn and I taking turns running interference, none of us wanted to get up when our alarms clocks started sounding far too early in the morning. Sadly, I was left with no choice, but Jaclyn turned away from Miles, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 253 →

Year 4, Day 252

"Daddy! I cleaned up my room! Go see!" The reality: He ALWAYS thinks pulling this sort of thing is hilarious.

Year 4, Day 251

The logic of a three-year-old: On the way to daycare this morning, Miles said, unprompted, "Hey! We forgot to go see the Paw Patrol and the PJ Masks!" "Well, we didn't forget," I replied. "We just need to wait for them to come to us. It'll be pretty hard for us to go where they … Continue reading Year 4, Day 251 →