An executive decision was made last night in the face of teething-related screaming -- Miles slept in bed with us for the first time. It took a lot of time and positivity to help bring Miles back from the brink of despair over his oral discomfort, but gradually he calmed down. And then, of course, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 197: The Teething Diaries VIII
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Year 2, Day 184
Overheard this morning as I was getting ready for work: **THUD** Miles starts crying. Jaclyn: "That's what happens when you fight me."
Year 2, Day 182
Miles has met a lot of people in the year and a half he's been alive, but I always wonder how capable he is of remembering the people he doesn't see as frequently as, say, his daycare teachers or babysitter. Does he remember his grandparents? His aunts and uncles? Well Miles had his 18-month check-up … Continue reading Year 2, Day 182
Year 2, Day 169
For days, our nights have been punctuated by shrieking, uncertainty, and general restlessness. Miles wakes up screaming, but doesn't want to leave his bed. He wants food, yet he refuses to eat. He wants to see Elmo, but rejects the monstrous Muppet immediately. It's left Jaclyn and I at our wits' ends. And now the … Continue reading Year 2, Day 169
Year 2, Day 144: The Teething Diaries VIII
When Miles was getting his teeth cleaned last week, the dentist remarked that it looked like his molars were about ready to start coming in. I didn't really give that warning much attention at the time, but last night it became impossible to ignore. We were about three quarters of the way through another bleak, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 144: The Teething Diaries VIII
Year 2, Day 135
Well, it's official -- Miles has determined the roles Jaclyn and I play in his life and has started demanding we each fulfill those roles and ONLY those roles. Jaclyn is the provider. She feeds him. She puts him to bed. She bathes him. If I attempt to intervene and take any part of this … Continue reading Year 2, Day 135
Year 2, Day 132
I remember a time not so long ago when I was delighted by Miles's ability to recognize and articulate the name of Sesame Street's resident ginger-haired, perpetual two-year-old Muppet. Those days are gone. Today at the grocery store, Jaclyn was shopping for baby food and Miles suddenly spotted a squeeze pouch with Elmo (or "Memmo" … Continue reading Year 2, Day 132
