For whatever reason, the last two nights have been extremely restless ones for Miles, typified by suddenly calling out around midnight, then descending into wailing that ultimately brings one of us into his bedroom in an (unsuccessful) attempt to coax him back to sleep. “NO! WE DID IT ALREADY!” Miles shouted to an undetermined recipient … Continue reading Year 3, Day 344: Sounds of the Night-time X
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Year 3, Day 288
Nights have been pretty quiet lately. Sure, it might take a while to actually get him to go to sleep, but once Miles goes down there isn't much that will truly wake him up anymore. We might hear him talking or crying out during the night, but this typically subsides quickly as he grapples with … Continue reading Year 3, Day 288
Year 3, Day 244
Tonight was...not great. Mommy had work to be doing, daddy just wanted to finish his dinner, and Miles was trapped in that hellish point in the day where he's too tired to stay up but too unwilling to go to sleep, resulting in crying fits where nothing we did, regardless of how explicitly we conformed … Continue reading Year 3, Day 244
Year 3, Day 212
I came home last night to learn that Miles "had a bad day" at daycare. Before Jaclyn elaborated further, I asked Miles about it. His lips were sealed but, like a dog with its tail preemptively tucked between its legs, his guilt was unmistakeable as he diverted his eyes and eventually made his way to … Continue reading Year 3, Day 212
Year 3, Day 150
Miles was having a rough time getting out of the house this morning. It was one of those days were, no matter what mom or dad suggests, Miles inevitably wants something different. In these moments, we search desperately for something capable of attracting all or Miles's interest. As I opened the front door and tried … Continue reading Year 3, Day 150
Year 3, Day 144
I awoke around 4:00 in the morning to the sound of Miles wailing. "MOMMY!" he cried. "MOMMMMMMMYYYYYYY!" "Can you go get him?" Jaclyn mumbled. "I've already been up with him for a long time." Maybe it was my grogginess, but Jaclyn's semi-conscious statement was met with skepticism. Nevertheless, I got out of bed and staggered … Continue reading Year 3, Day 144
Year 3, Day 112
While he still refers to us primarily as "mommy" and "daddy," Miles has learned our actual names. And as of tonight, I can confirm that he knows precisely the time to use them. As an increasingly opinionated little man, Miles is quick to let us know what he does and doesn't like. There may be … Continue reading Year 3, Day 112
Year 3, Day 108
Now that Miles is getting reacquainted with daily car rides, he has discovered a new nemesis or, at least, now possesses the capacity to verbally articulate his disdain.It will happen as we make a turn in the morning or afternoon and suddenly a part of the car interior that was once shrouded in soothing shadow … Continue reading Year 3, Day 108
Year 3, Day 107
First thing this morning, Miles had a doctor's appointment to remove the stitches he received after his fall over the weekend. He was thrilled to hear about this when he woke up. "I no wanna go see a doctor!" he complained. While Jaclyn was with him in the hospital on Friday night, it fell upon … Continue reading Year 3, Day 107
Year 2, Day 308
There are four words that have become Miles's most frequent utterances. In fact, almost every interaction we have with him now is accompanied by one of these words...the cursed words that signal the coming storm of the "Terrible Twos"... "No." "Stop." "Move." "Mine." "No" is now Miles's initial reply to any question. We even turned … Continue reading Year 2, Day 308
