As we started up the stairs to go to bed tonight, Miles turned to me and held his finger to his mouth. "Shhhhh!" he said. "We have to be quiet! The baby's sleeping!" And just what "baby" was he talking about? Well, this: Yes, Miles elected to put the largest stuffed animal he owns in … Continue reading Year 4, Day 59
Miles getting hype about the new wall decor in his bathroom. In fact, his whole living space is coming together pretty nicely. (Great job, Dad! Thanks, Dad!)
Jaclyn left early this morning for a workout, and the door had barely closed before Miles proudly marched into my bathroom to declare, "I'm babysitting you! While mommy's gone, I'm in charge!" This is how he was dressed: He then revealed that he was "ready to go out in the snow."
When we prepare meals at home, both Jaclyn and I try to create portion sizes that are appropriate for Miles. Last weekend, for instance, I cooked burgers on the grill and made a couple small ones just for the little guy. And yet, this is what my lunch looked like today: Profoundly sad. Vast are … Continue reading Year 4, Day 56
Miles is learning about ocean life at daycare this week. The easiest way to find out about this is to ask him what the hell that thing on his head is. "It's a jellyfish."
Yesterday, Miles arrived home from daycare and said, with a sly grin, "Look what I got!" He then pulled these out of his pocket. Miles had brought these blocks home from daycare. Now, intention is everything, so I asked him, "Did you put those in your pocket on purpose or was it an accident?" "On … Continue reading Year 4, Day 54
Miles on a recent trip to our neighborhood playground, just after I told him that he needed to stop running through the carefully landscaped bushes and grabbing all the pine straw. Just over there acquainting himself with teen angst.
A year in, and working from home hasn't gotten any easier. All you can do is learn to accept it.
Given Miles's affinity for a certain song about heavily processed meats, I told him this weekend would bring with it a special Sunday breakfast. Much to Jaclyn's chagrin, I prepared some Spam this morning. I made OTHER things too. I wasn't just going to leave Jaclyn in the lurch. Miles recalled lyrics from the "Weird … Continue reading Year 4, Day 51
As noted in previous entries, it's not been easy to train Miles to conform to expectations regarding dinnertime or even eating in general. He seldom has the patience to sit with us and frequently demands things other than the food provided to him (even when that food is the exact thing he requested minutes earlier). … Continue reading Year 4, Day 50