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Year 4, Day 210

"Daddy look I got new shoes!" Giving that core a workout.

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 23, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 209

I've mentioned this previously, but coming home from trivia to find Miles peering at me from his window is one of my absolute favorite things. I went inside and darted up the stairs. As he heard me approaching his bedroom, Miles started giggling. Once I was inside, I asked him, "Did you hear the garage … Continue reading Year 4, Day 209 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 22, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 208

Vaguely recalling something Jaclyn had mentioned last night about needing to stop by Target, and finding myself with a little time to kill between the day job and the evening job, I stopped by Target this evening just to see if I happened to run into my family. While I assumed it would be easy … Continue reading Year 4, Day 208 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 21, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 207

"Cheers!" Miles said as he tapped his shrimp against mine. Just a normal dinner...with normal customs.

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 20, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 206

With Jaclyn and I out of town for the wedding, Miles was left with his Aunt Andrea and Uncle Scott last night. Given his...nightly tendencies of late, not to mention his general noncompliance, I was prepared to hear that the evening had been taxing and that sleep had not come easily. Perhaps it helped that … Continue reading Year 4, Day 206 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 19, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 205

I left Charlotte yesterday to oversee the wedding of my friends Richard and Renee, leaving Miles and Jaclyn alone for a night. Before I went to bed following the rehearsal dinner, I received a voicemail that Google graciously transcribed for me. If you think listening to the actual message was any clearer, you are incorrect. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 205 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 18, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 204

While Miles mercifully waited until around 5:00 this morning to start screaming for us and banging on his door, I once again found myself imploring him to stop doing that every night and just let his mother and I get one damned night of peaceful sleep. "I wasn't screaming," Miles corrected. "I was calling for … Continue reading Year 4, Day 204 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 17, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 203

With Miles still feeling a little under the weather and staying home from daycare today, I texted Jaclyn to check in on him around midday. She responded with this: So yeah. He's feeling better.

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 16, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 202

Miles came home from daycare feeling sick today, and we knew he was being authentic because the first thing he did when he got in the house was curl up under a blanket on the couch. "What's going on, bud?" I asked when I walked through the door. "I'm not feelin' very good," he muttered. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 202 →

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 15, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

Year 4, Day 201

The completely normal way we typically try to leave the house.

Brian Martin Uncategorized Leave a comment September 14, 2021March 18, 2022 1 Minute

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