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 →

Year 2, Day 297

Miles's first week in his real bed has gone very smoothly overall. Last night, though, he did wake up crying in the middle of the night. "Can you go check on him?" Jaclyn asked. "No," I answered as honestly as I could in the middle of the night, going back to sleep as Jaclyn got … Continue reading Year 2, Day 297 →

Year 2, Day 272

Last night, for the second time ever, I was forced to abscond into the night with Miles who, flagrantly refusing to sleep or cease his screaming, left me with little recourse but to drive him around until his ass fell asleep. Normally, we would've just let him eventually put himself back to sleep, trying our … Continue reading Year 2, Day 272 →

Year 2, Day 264

Jaclyn and I did not talk with Miles on the phone at any point today, and with good reason. Our call last night...well, didn't go great. As I walked in on Jaclyn's call from our bedroom at the cabin, I could hear Miles giggling on the other end of the phone. I interjected with a … Continue reading Year 2, Day 264 →

Year 2, Day 231

Well, somebody wasn't happy about going to bed tonight...

Year 2, Day 218

I was at my primary job until 6:00 tonight, and with a trivia show beginning at 7:00, I wasn't planning on being able to go home or see Miles this evening. Fate*, however, had other plans, as I left some equipment at home and had to make a mad dash for it between gigs. The … Continue reading Year 2, Day 218 →