Year 3, Day 351

As is typical of the 7:00-8:00 hour, Miles was was wired tonight, running roughshod over the house and wanting to do absolutely anything OTHER than eat dinner (or let Dad watch Jeopardy! in peace). After he grabbed his stuffed dragon from his bedroom and promptly threw it across the dinner table, nearly knocking over dishes … Continue reading Year 3, Day 351 →

Year 3, Day 349

At bedtime, Miles once again demonstrated that he is absolutely my son: Mommy: "Now I want you to hold your dragon tight, and if you do I bet he'll take you on a big adventure in your dreams." Miles: "I don't wanna go on a big adventure. I just wanna stay home."

Year 3, Day 286

We were exiting onto 277 this morning as Miles decided we needed to spice up the morning drive. "Look!" he shouted from the backseat. "It's a dragon!" I don't know what his deal with dragons is lately (we were only able to coax him into leaving the house yesterday by telling him that we were … Continue reading Year 3, Day 286 →