Year 4, Day 102

As I was leaving Miles's room last night, I turned back and blew him a kiss. He responded by swatting the kiss out of the air. He then picked the kiss up from the bed where it had fallen and held it up. "I'm gonna throw your kiss in the trash when I wake up," … Continue reading Year 4, Day 102 →

Day 363

We took Miles out to get his second haircut ever today and, when faced with an hour-long wait, grabbed lunch at Urban Cookhouse beforehand. Miles is clearly feeling better today, trying as usual to get the attention of anyone and everyone around him at the restaurant. And then, someone in particular caught his eye... Within … Continue reading Day 363 →