It warms my Star Wars-loving heart to see Miles look at his distorted reflection in my car door and say, "Look! I'm Cad Bane!" Whatever you say, kid!
I took Miles to his music class today and I was hoping that, afterward, he would be amenable to going out for lunch. Unfortunately, everything I suggested was met with rejection. He just wanted to go home and eat there. "We have so much food at home," he said, sounding way too much like his … Continue reading Year 5, Day 176
"What that sign?" Miles asked in the car this morning. "Does it say 'Don't hit trucks'?" The sign: Close enough!
"Daddy, I'm a leg man." - Miles, in response to my question about why he has to do this every time I'm trying to lift him into the car. To clarify, he does this AS I'm putting him in the seat, which of course doesn't make things needlessly difficult at all.
Just two guys in the backseat eating cereal out of a baggie on the way to the airport. I may need a break, but I'm going to miss this kid.
This morning, Miles discovered his reflection in the car door (specifically how weird it makes his head look).
Convincing Miles to get out the door in the morning is regularly a challenge. Well I'm happy to report that it was pretty easy today! Getting him in the car was the hard part. Miles walked briskly towards the car as I opened his door. When I turned to scoop him up, he was gone. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 265
It's just over a week until Halloween now and it better get here quickly, because every day Miles gets more and more "ideas." I've already talked about his existing plan (which will, sadly, be fully realized), but this morning he took it one step farther. "Guess what?" were his first words to me today. "For … Continue reading Year 4, Day 239
It wasn't long after we got on the road this morning that Miles started complaining that he needed a drink, despite knowing full-well that it's impossible for me to just conjure juice out of thin air. "There's nothing for you to drink in here, buddy," I said. Again. "All I have is coffee." "I want … Continue reading Year 4, Day 187
As we were taking the ramp onto the interstate this morning, rolling single-file with the other autos, Miles made an observation. "Daddy," he said from the backseat, "I think all the cars are going faster than your car and your car is slower." Was this kid throwing shade at my car?? "Now Miles," I said, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 182