Since he started walking, Miles has gone through periods where he's become fixated on certain items on our bookshelves. First, it was the children's book-style adaptation of Die Hard. Next, it was the first two volumes (specifically) of Scott Pilgrim. This week, he's found his newest obsession: the first two Harry Potter books. At various … Continue reading Year 3, Day 56
As we were getting our stuff together to leave the house this morning, Miles noticed a book sitting next to him on the bench near the front door. He immediately reached for it. "That's daddy's book," Jaclyn said as she tried to wrangle him and finish pulling his jacket on. "No, mine," Miles said. I … Continue reading Year 3, Day 9
This morning, Miles refused to leave the house without making sure Big Spider-Man was sitting in a big rocking chair and Little Spider-Man was sitting in a small one. He may only be about two years old, but he definitely treats his friends hospitably.
Already taking after his dad... Tonight, Miles was completely unwilling to go to sleep. Jaclyn would sit down, read a book with him, and upon completion Miles would bound over to the bookcase and retrieve another book. After over 30 minutes of this, Jaclyn emerged with no willpower left to continue trying to coax Miles … Continue reading Year 2, Day 325
Parenthood takes you to some confusing places. You're frequently confronted with questions you never considered before, like "What's the longest amount of time a human can go without sleeping?" and "What's the easiest way to get poop off the ceiling?" Nothing opens up these floodgates quite like potty training. We've all been doing it so … Continue reading Year 2, Day 323
Before Miles agreed to brush his teeth this morning, he had to first assemble a myriad court to accompany him. And it wasn't enough to simply have them in the bathroom -- I tried to place them on the toilet seat, and Miles became deeply incensed, refusing to proceed until they were next to him … Continue reading Year 2, Day 300
Miles does some light reading after finding a novel on dad's bookshelf.
Far and away, the best moment of my weekend was Miles pointing to me at bedtime, reaching out for my hand, and walking over to his room to read a book together.
Whatever the delivery method, be it lip contact or blowing, Miles is pretty generous when doling out kisses. However, I never expected his affection for a certain friendly neighborhood wall-crawler to warrant such generosity.
The best Sunday mornings are ones where I'm able to relax a bit while Miles crawls around, exploring the house and finding toys to play with. There are points during these mornings, however, where a parent suddenly realizes things are too quiet. This typically happens in the midst of a protracted period of silence and … Continue reading Year 2, Day 90