Year 4, Day 50

Miles has gotten a bit ritualistic with our departure on weekday mornings. It's never enough for him to get a kiss and a hug from Mommy on his way out the door. If she even tries to let it go at that, he becomes obstinate. "Nono! I need three kisses and three hugs!" he'll say, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 50 →

Year 4, Day 49

This morning, Miles marched into the bathroom and said, "Daddy! I made you these letters!!" Not sure about the postage on these...

Year 4, Day 48

We are doing our best to set the expectation for Family Dinner TimeTM in the new house, where we all sit down when dinner is served (it's a work in progress for Miles), eat when food is served (also a work in progress), and chat about our days (talking? NOT a problem for Miles). Miles … Continue reading Year 4, Day 48 →

Year 4, Day 47

GOOD: Miles has learned how to play "Rock Paper Scissors." QUESTIONABLE: He believes "Bunny Rabbit" is an option.

Year 4, Day 46

As a part-time trivia host, I tend to delight in asking questions of people about minutiae. Lately, I've found that the apple has not fallen far from the tree in this respect. As he's learned more and more, whether at daycare or while watching TV, Miles has started to demonstrate a love for trivia of … Continue reading Year 4, Day 46 →

Year 4, Day 45

What you get when Miles helps put away groceries... At least some of it is in the right...room?

Year 4, Day 44

Like any culinary artist, Miles takes great pride in putting the finishing touches on Jell-O dirt dessert. But he takes even greater pleasure in eating it.

Year 4, Day 43

This evening, Jaclyn sent me the precise text that every spouse wants to receive on a Friday: "I want to go to IKEA tonight." And so, at Miles's usual witching hour, we descended upon that fabled slice of Sweden, home of Nordic ingenuity, land of meatballs (which I was really banking on eating...until we found … Continue reading Year 4, Day 43 →

Year 4, Day 42

Predator and prey.

Year 4, Day 41

Tonight during dinner Miles proclaimed, "It's potty time!" As Jaclyn jumped up to assist him, he said, "No! I can do all myself!" He darted over to the bathroom. Although Jaclyn had returned to her seat, I still suggested we should assist. Jaclyn stopped me and said, "No, let him go. He'll ask for help … Continue reading Year 4, Day 41 →