Year 5, Day 112

As is often the case for Miles and me, what began as a simple conversation this morning about Ninja Turtles quickly became a deep discussion about aging, time, and prospective descendants. Miles, fascinated by the thought of me as a child, wondered where he was in 1988, a period I was describing as the time … Continue reading Year 5, Day 112 →

Year 5, Day 57

In the increasingly common conversations about additional children that Jaclyn and I seem to be having, Miles has decided to start throwing his own opinions on the matter around. This week in particular he's gotten very interested in, somehow, someway, getting another baby cooking in Jaclyn's belly. Once he found out she "still has eggs" … Continue reading Year 5, Day 57 →

Year 5, Day 24

"Daddy," Miles said as we pulled out of the driveway this morning, "I want Mommy to have a new baby." "Whooo," I said, cocking my head at him. "Well, you'll have to bring that up with her. I'm not sure she'll agree with you." "Well," he continued, "maybe YOU can have the baby." "That's...not how … Continue reading Year 5, Day 24 →

Year 4, Day 291

It's interesting to feel the shifting effects of nostalgia as I grow older. At one point in my life, it would prompt me to try recapturing some of that magic of my youth. At other times, it might make me feel forlorn or sorrowful, knowing certain things were gone forever. Now, it usually just makes … Continue reading Year 4, Day 291 →

Year 4, Day 60

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 60 →

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 →

Year 3, Day 240

Forget everything I said yesterday. Miles got to see his babysitter, Lisa, and her baby, Charlotte, this evening, and it was adorable.

Year 3, Day 215

We all got out for a little bit today and hit up a couple parks for walking and...whatever this is. Some playground equipment is clearly designed by psychos. Perhaps the most exciting part of the excursion, however, was the time we got to spend with Miles's babysitter and the baby she is now sitting for … Continue reading Year 3, Day 215 →

Year 3, Day 6

Over the weekend, Miles and I were looking at some pictures from just after he was born. "Who's that?" I'd ask, showing him a photo of a tiny newborn curled up in a bassinet. "Baby Miles," he'd reply.The most striking thing about the contrast between then and now is just how much Miles has grown … Continue reading Year 3, Day 6 →