Miles is now mostly self-sufficient when it comes to restroom usage. He excuses himself when he needs to go, only occasionally calling out from the bathroom when he needs help with something. This was the case tonight, and what he said was...well, it was a new one. "Daddy!" he yelled. "I got a magnet poop!" … Continue reading Year 5, Day 286: The Final Poop Update!
Year 5, Day 276
One of our newly-instated house rules concerns not entering a room with a closed door without first knocking and being told you can enter. The bathroom is really the primary space we're talking about, of course, and while I appreciate Miles not barging into the actual toilet while I was in there this evening, I … Continue reading Year 5, Day 276
Year 5, Day 230
Yesterday Miles proclaimed that the downstairs washroom was now "his bathroom." Pointing out that it does not actually contain a bath did nothing to deter him, and he continued reassigning the bathrooms in our house, making his former bathroom mine (Jaclyn, meanwhile, doesn't have to move). We all had a good laugh about it. Anyway … Continue reading Year 5, Day 230
Year 5, Day 164
I generally try to use the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom. It's isolated, has not one but two doors between it and the rest of the house, and Miles tends to stay out of the area to begin with. Sometimes though...well...nature calls. I was using the downstairs bathroom when Miles came barging in. I barked … Continue reading Year 5, Day 164
Year 5, Day 122
And now, Miles regales us with an original song, written and performed in the bathroom. https://videopress.com/v/WzQKDTAJ?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true
Year 5, Day 43
Nothing says "I am tired and ready to go to bed" quite like a gloved four-year-old hauling a punching bag into your bathroom at 9:00 and proceeding to beat the tar out of it. Float like a butterfly, sleep like a...an animal that refuses to sleep.
Year 4, Day 197
There was a time, not so long ago, when I had a comb. I hadn't seen it in days...until Miles busted into the bathroom and started "pew-pew"ing me with it, like it was a magic wand or something. Yeah, not sure I'm getting that thing back at this point.
Year 4, Day 173
It takes approximately nine and a half hours to drive from our home to Princeton, NJ. At least that's what Google Maps says, but it's worth noting that they don't have an "adjust time for toddler" button. If they did, that number would swell to somewhere around 15 hours. Spending hours on end confined to … Continue reading Year 4, Day 173
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!)
Year 3, Day 251
After I got Miles out of bed this morning, I ducked into the bathroom while he occupied himself in the living room. While I was in there doing by business, one of Miles's bath toys -- a bucket that had been affixed to the bathtub wall with a suction cup -- suddenly came loose and … Continue reading Year 3, Day 251