Year 5, Day 76

One of the hardest adjustments for...let's say certain people upon entering parenthood is the constant self-monitoring for swear words. Obviously, we don't want to promote the sort of language that delights adults but will get small kids kicked out of school around children. Well, on a personal level, all I really have to say is … Continue reading Year 5, Day 76 →

Year 5, Day 67

This past Saturday, I snuck away for a few hours to hit up the grand opening Limited Run Games's brick-and-mortar store in Cary, NC. While I was there, I picked up a copy of Return of the Obra-Dinn, one of my "pandemic games" and one of the best gaming experiences I've had in recent years. … Continue reading Year 5, Day 67 →

Year 4, Day 265

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 →

Year 4, Day 258

Miles listens to "Black Hole Sun" for the first time, immediately enters angsty teenage years.

Year 4, Day 187

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 →

Year 4, Day 182

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 →

Year 4, Day 160

I'll be waiting forever for the "easy" part of parenting a toddler to show up, but nothing on any given day is harder than getting out of the house on a weekday. Miles never wants to wake up (that makes two of us, buddy), never wants to get dressed, never wants to brush his teeth...he … Continue reading Year 4, Day 160 →

Year 4, Day 111

In the interest of having something for breakfast this morning, I snagged a banana on my way to the door. This was, as you might expect, a big mistake, since Miles never wants anything more than something YOU have that HE does not. Within seconds, Miles was reduced to a limp mass of toddler on … Continue reading Year 4, Day 111 →

Year 4, Day 110

My phone rang when I was driving between jobs tonight, and while I expected to hear Jaclyn on the other end, I was met with, "DADDY!!!" "Hey, buddy!" I said. "DADDY!" he merrily shrieked again. "Yeah, it's me!" I said. "How are you doing, buddy?" My question went unacknowledged. "DADDY!" Then he hung up. A … Continue reading Year 4, Day 110 →

Year 4, Day 64

If anyone's curious, I am officially "Damn, this PJ Masks song SLAPS!" deep into parenting. I suppose you just learn to accept the reality you're given, and right now that reality is "PJ Masks music from the time we leave the house to the time we get to daycare." If I'm lucky, Miles will accept … Continue reading Year 4, Day 64 →