Well, what Miles lacked in crying last night he more than made up for this morning, breaking into an uncharacteristic sobbing session on the way to daycare. Normally, Jaclyn passes him to me on my way out the door, we say "Bye mommy," Miles waves, and we're off to the races. Today, upon finding that … Continue reading Year 2, Day 16
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Year 2, Day 4
For a kid who's still recovering from illnesses, Miles was completely wired yesterday. With Jaclyn working from home and me working a half day, all we could do was keep up with Miles, growing increasingly exhausted with every passing minute. Fortunately, he wasn't too fussy for most of the day; that is, until it was … Continue reading Year 2, Day 4
Year 2, Day 3
Miles has started exhibiting a new behavior this week when I was leaving for trivia in the evenings. Typically, Miles has responded to the discovery that I'm on my way out the door by wailing at the top of his lungs. Last night he looked at me, frowned, slowly clawed his way over to me, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 3
Day 352: The Teething Diaries VII
Last night was the most recent in a series of bedtimes punctuated by Miles's crying, thanks to the new tooth slowly emerging from his upper gums. We first noticed this tooth last week after a couple days of fairly persistent wailing. Often, all it takes for Miles to relax is some medicine and some cuddle … Continue reading Day 352: The Teething Diaries VII
Day 338
No tears tonight when leaving Miles with his babysitter! In fact, Miles didn't give us much of ANYTHING...he was as P.T.F.O. as I've ever seen him. I tried to wake him up as we got out of the car, then once we were in the house, and then (and I was sure this would work) … Continue reading Day 338
Day 325
Since I've returned from my weekend journey, Miles has clearly had a cold. Rugged, phlegmy coughs have accompanied an excessively runny nose and near constant drooling as Miles has tried to find some orifice to breathe through. All of this cruddiness finally seemed to take a toll on Miles tonight, as he was officially "Just … Continue reading Day 325
Day 324
With the holidays and our babysitter's travels across Europe, it's been a few weeks since Miles has seen his Tuesday night caretaker. As I've mentioned before, his reaction to seeing his babysitter tends to be a mixed bag. He's come to recognize her appearance in his life with a sense of existential dread -- quickly … Continue reading Day 324
