We wouldn't want to bring Miles to Lake Lure and not spend some time outside. Miles couldn't wait to get out of the house. He even put "his" shoes on all by himself. His time outdoors today was divided into two opposing experiences. First, water, as Miles ran and played along Lake Lure. He can … Continue reading Year 3, Day 276
Author: Brian Martin
Year 3, Day 275
We were all disappointed when it became obvious that this year's Thanksgiving would not involve traveling back to Myrtle Beach to see our families. Fortunately, we were more than able to compensate for this with a trip to Lake Lure to spend the weekend with Jaclyn's sister and her husband. Naturally, when it came time … Continue reading Year 3, Day 275
Year 3, Day 274
I've written previously about Miles's propensity for requesting back rubs, a trait that is very obviously encoded in his genetics. But where once he merely asked for such a service, he now issues demands. "I say rub me!" he ordered the other night as I was preparing to leave his bedroom. Taken aback by his … Continue reading Year 3, Day 274
Year 3, Day 273
Miles woke up crying in the middle of the night, and I went to his room to see what was amiss. He had peed -- a LOT -- and needed a wardrobe change and a fresh set of bedsheets. He was still pretty out of it, and in an effort to keep him from completely … Continue reading Year 3, Day 273
Year 3, Day 272
When he was a bit younger, we would always play some ambient sound for Miles as he went to sleep. Ocean sounds, rainforest sounds...anything that would help him mellow out. He hasn't really wanted this in a while, but I still ask most nights just in case he might change his mind. Tonight, he actually … Continue reading Year 3, Day 272
Year 3, Day 271: Daddy’s Birthday (or Miles’s SECOND Second Birthday)
Last weekend after Miles and Jaclyn returned from grocery shopping, I asked him what he got at the store. His response, despite all the food they had brought home, was direct and focused on one thing alone. "We got Daddy a Star Wars card!" he said happily, ruining some small part of my birthday surprise. … Continue reading Year 3, Day 271: Daddy’s Birthday (or Miles’s SECOND Second Birthday)
Year 3, Day 270
Every night, about an hour after he goes down, I quietly enter Miles's bedroom to check on him. I make sure he's situated snugly in bed, that his covers are on, and I dim his night light. Usually, even when I have to tug him back into the center of his bed, he sleeps through … Continue reading Year 3, Day 270
Year 3, Day 269
Look, okay? I'm not ashamed to admit that my wife packs my lunch for me every day. And sure, there are days where I open that lunchbag at noon and think, "...what the hell kind of lunch is THIS supposed to be?" but I always appreciate the energy she puts into it. Lately, Miles has … Continue reading Year 3, Day 269
Year 3, Day 268
I was told that today at daycare, one of the teachers was holding a small baby, which drew Miles's attention (as tends to be the case). As he stood there looking at the tiny child, his teacher said, "Miles, do you want a little brother or sister?" "Yeah," Miles said.* "Well do you want a … Continue reading Year 3, Day 268
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 