Year 5, Day 333

I...I just cannot with this kid. Trying to accost me with a bag of Goldfish crackers.

Year 5, Day 269

Growing (and aging) are almost imperceptible when you see someone day after day. At least, that's what I used to believe. Then Miles was born, and I quickly realized just how measurable human growth is, as well as becoming painfully aware of my own rate of decay (happy birthday to me!). The point of this … Continue reading Year 5, Day 269 →

Year 5, Day 98

"I'm dressing in Daddy's shirt!" - Miles, attempting to steal my work shirt and take my place at my job today (SPOILERS: If it were at all plausible I would TOTALLY let him).

Year 4, Day 260

Miles got some new pants tonight, and he couldn't wait to get home and try them on...his head. Full disclosure: I'm a little jealous.

Year 4, Day 232

Despite his limited experience and minimal years of existence, here and there I try to grant Miles a bit of the autonomy he so emphatically desires (and is so clearly not ready for). The most frequent opportunity for Miles to forge his own destiny comes from his wardrobe selection. Now, there's a limit to what … Continue reading Year 4, Day 232 →

Year 4, Day 210

"Daddy look I got new shoes!" Giving that core a workout.

Year 4, Day 195

Me: "Miles, are you ready to leave for daycare?" Miles: Yes, those are gloves on his feet.

Year 4, Day 164

Miles repeatedly threw his sock under the entertainment center today. As soon as I'd fish it out and turn away, I'd hear scampering and laughing, then sure enough, the sock was right back under there.

Year 4, Day 37

Ready for whatever today brings his way.

Year 3, Day 93

Convincing Miles to get dressed can be a real challenge. Sometimes, however, he's more than willing to put clothes on. They aren't always his clothes, though...