Year 5, Day 364

On our way out the door this morning, Miles snagged two bags of Pirate's Booty. Almost as though he sensed what I was going to say, he quickly interjected, "One's for me and one's for you, Daddy." Oh, okay then. When we got to the car, he only had one bag in his hand. The … Continue reading Year 5, Day 364 →

Year 4, Day 268

After a year lost to the pandemic, our legendary annual Dipsgiving event roared back today, moving out to the garage but still giving our friends a chance to showcase their culinary masterworks. As in years past, it didn't disappoint. And you'd think, with so much food around and nary a fork in sight, Miles's grubby … Continue reading Year 4, Day 268 →

Year 3, Day 162

Miles has started throwing around the phrase "One more time!" pretty liberally. When we're playing and I do something funny? "One more time!" When we've just finished running around from playing Naked Baby after bath time? "One more time!" When I give Miles a potato chip? "One more, daddy!" Of course, it's never "one more … Continue reading Year 3, Day 162 →