Year 3, Day 286

We were exiting onto 277 this morning as Miles decided we needed to spice up the morning drive. "Look!" he shouted from the backseat. "It's a dragon!" I don't know what his deal with dragons is lately (we were only able to coax him into leaving the house yesterday by telling him that we were … Continue reading Year 3, Day 286 →

Year 3, Day 285

Miles put on my sunglasses and said, "Look at me! I'm Daddy!" The folded arms are part of the look.

Year 3, Day 284

Jaclyn: "Who's your pet, Miles?" Miles: "A reindeer." Jaclyn: "What's his name?" Miles: "Rudolph." Jaclyn: "Where does he live?" Miles: "In the shadows." I think Miles is trying his best to add a little Halloween into every major holiday.

Year 3, Day 283

As we were headed to daycare this morning, Miles started asking for a napkin to "get a booger off." Once we hit a stoplight, I grabbed a napkin and passed it to him. He worked for a few moments after that before saying, "Uh oh. Uh oh! It not comin' off!" "Don't worry," I assured … Continue reading Year 3, Day 283 →

Year 3, Day 282

Me: "Miles! You look so cute! Let me take your picture!" Miles: "No! I wanna do it all myself!!!" (grabs phone from my hand) After he snapped his picture, he mercifully let me take one of my own.

Year 3, Day 281

The tree is up, and Miles has discovered a love for the Hallmark ornaments that make sounds. One in particular has captured his attention. https://videopress.com/v/v1F51t1N?controls=false&preloadContent=metadata Hey, he's got an ear for the classics!

Year 3, Day 280

Mommy: "What do we leave out for Santa?" Miles: "Huh." Mommy: "To eat. What does Santa eat?" Miles: "Cookies." Mommy: "What kind of cookies?" Miles: "Christmas cookies." Mommy: "And what does Santa drink?" Miles: "Beer."

Year 3, Day 279

There is a rite of passage, one that is more clear to me with each passing year, for fathers languishing through Christmastime. I think there's a degree (varying from person to person*) to which the holidays lose their luster as we get older, but for fathers, there are absolutely escalating bouts with abject misery associated, … Continue reading Year 3, Day 279 →

Year 3, Day 278

We headed back home this morning after a restful Thanksgiving in Lake Lure. And after Miles got a little more bonding time with Pickles. Miles was not happy about the prospect of leaving. As we were getting packed up, he asked, "We goin' on an adventure?" "We are going on an adventure!" I confirmed, foolishly … Continue reading Year 3, Day 278 →

Year 3, Day 277

This weekend has been great for all of us (seriously, I haven't enjoyed this level of sleep for two consecutive nights in YEARS), but one of the absolute best things about it has been the amount of quality time Miles has gotten to spend with his aunt, uncle, and...cousin (?), Pickles. Sure, he keeps calling … Continue reading Year 3, Day 277 →