Year 5, Day 331

MILES: "Do you like what I built?" ME: "...uh, not really." This comes after I've told him, repeatedly, that I didn't want him building a fort today because I wanted to keep the house in good shape for ONE STINKING DAY.

Year 5, Day 184

"Daddy," Miles began, pointing at my chin, "what are those?" "Oh, those hairs? They grow on my face when I need to shave." "Shave?" "Yeah, they get longer, like a beard, and then I shave them, and then they grow back again. It goes on and on." "I don't want to have those hairs." "Well … Continue reading Year 5, Day 184 →

Year 4, Day 345

I returned from a trivia night on Thursday (a rare instance of PLAYING rather than HOSTING) with a prize for Miles. The questions had been nature-themed, and one of the prizes was a wooden snake and some paint to decorate it. I promised Miles I'd get some brushes for him to ruin use as soon … Continue reading Year 4, Day 345 →

Year 4, Day 320

While Miles's typical aversion to bedtime involves yelling, roughhousing, and general loopiness, last night he silently sat up well past his bedtime as he meticulously tried to fashion a tool belt (due to his recent obsession with this guy) out of random objects in his room. While I 1) knew he was never going to … Continue reading Year 4, Day 320 →

Year 3, Day 216

When asking for stories at the end of the day, Miles has a tendency of making pretty varied requests. Some are simple enough -- "I want a story about a pumpkin," for instance. Most stories involve Mickey Mouse. While my ability to spontaneously come up with satisfying narratives on a whim could likely leave more … Continue reading Year 3, Day 216 →