"DADDY!" Miles called from downstairs. "CAN YOU GET THE THING THAT PRESSES??" The "thing that presses" that he was referring to was a stapler, and he was requesting it because he had completed the illustrations in his FIRST BOOK. At his direction (I'm a firm believer in artistic vision, after all), I stapled the pages … Continue reading Year 5, Day 338
"You're gonna like this one," he said. "It's called 'Daddy is My Best Buddy and He Hangs with Me Every Day'."
I finally felt well enough today to set about dismantling Christmas, a task I dislike enough to regularly question how badly I want to set everything up to begin with. It took a couple hours, but once the tree was undecorated and out of the living room, I could finally relax again. Everything was once … Continue reading Year 5, Day 317
Last night as I was cleaning up after dinner, Miles, knowing that bedtime was fast approaching, said, "Hey, Daddy! We forgot to build the Legos!" He wasn't entirely wrong. I had promised him the previous night that we'd build his first actual Lego (non-Duplo) set the next day, but we simply hadn't gotten around to … Continue reading Year 4, Day 306
"I made a car!"