Year 4, Day 162

For the...third?...time this week, Miles was wide awake in the middle of the night, calling for us. He was in a pretty good mood, so I, being barely conscious enough to hold myself upright, let him come to bed with us. I had hoped he'd just snuggle up with us and go back to sleep. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 162 →

Year 4, Day 31

After moving our furniture yesterday, this morning marked the first time we've woken up in the new house. Jaclyn and I crashed hard last night, our bodies tired from the day (weeks, really) of moving, and we were not at all ready when Miles, lacking a childproof knob cover on his bedroom door, came striding … Continue reading Year 4, Day 31 →