I returned home from trivia tonight to find a little boy who was still wide awake and had, apparently, been waiting hours for a chance to get into the office room and the treasures within.
The degree to which Miles has been challenging on any given week (especially during the night) directly correlates to just how long it's been since my last shave. "Is Brian trying to grow a beard again? (Because he should really stop.)" is pretty much the new standard length. NOTE: I cannot grow a beard. Like, … Continue reading Day 299
Whether motivated by love and a desire to spend time with his parents or a gradually intensifying thirst for vengeance after being left with his babysitter for the last three nights, Miles decided it would be great for everyone to wake up for two solid hours in the middle of the night. He fussed, he … Continue reading Day 292
A couple weeks ago, I wrote about the worst night we've experienced as parents so far. After last night, though, I can unequivocally say that we have a new reigning champ. I was finishing my nightly routine of washing my face and lazily brushing my teeth right around 11:00 when Miles started crying. SOP is … Continue reading Day 212