Tonight, Miles informed us that he wanted us to pack him in an extremely narrow box and ship him to Grammy's house. Hey, whatever it takes to see his grandparents in the time of COVID!
Miles: "Oh daddy! I'm a scary monster!" The reality:
Jaclyn picked up some new running shoes today, and Miles wasted no time removing them from their box and putting the shoes where they belong. He then brought the empty box to the back door (for transportation to the recycling bin) and carried the paper from inside the box (which it later seemed was his … Continue reading Year 3, Day 190
Three days in, and the box hasn't gone anywhere.
We received a shipment in a long, narrow box a couple days ago, and Miles has been extremely eager to open the package. I thought he just wanted to see what was inside, but I was a fool. Yes, what he really wanted to do was build his own porta-john. The box has taken several … Continue reading Year 3, Day 145
When mommy's away...
Sleepless nights, constant noise, crap (both figurative and literal) all over the floor...all some of parenthood's more challenging aspects. None, however, compare to the sheer rage manifested during the assembly of new toys. As Miles's birthday draws ever closer, so too does the barrage of exciting, large toys that I'll get to build. And wouldn't … Continue reading Year 2, Day 355
As loathe as I am to put words in my son's mouth, it would appear by any relevant measure that Miles's first Christmas was a rousing success. While he appeared, at times, overwhelmed, the hours upon hours spent receiving gifts and tributes ultimately led to his well-earned acceptance of his extended family members. He … Continue reading Day 304: Christmas in Review