A couple of unrelated anecdotes that demonstrate Miles's growing propensity for goofiness: I Miles sneezed this evening. "Bless you!" I said to him. "Yeah! Bless you, me!" he said to himself. II A bit later, Jaclyn retrieved the mail from outside and came in thumbing through it. "Oh, we got an Amazon Catalog!" she said, … Continue reading Year 3, Day 233
Yes, Miles actually decided to try eating my face last night. What can I say -- the kid is hyped for the new football season!
Miles's dinner request tonight consisted of the following: A waffleFishIce cream (naturally) I wasn't there to witness it, but I think Jaclyn took the "Hey, if it'll get him to eat" approach.
Miles has started throwing around the phrase "One more time!" pretty liberally. When we're playing and I do something funny? "One more time!" When we've just finished running around from playing Naked Baby after bath time? "One more time!" When I give Miles a potato chip? "One more, daddy!" Of course, it's never "one more … Continue reading Year 3, Day 162
Consuming meals can be a lengthy process for Miles, especially if he's watching TV. Sometimes he needs a little nudge to remember there's food in front of him. During lunch today, Miles was noticeably neglecting the single remaining chicken nugget on his plate. As he gazed at the television, I leaned in and eyed the food."Hey … Continue reading Year 3, Day 159
Miles's love of ice cream has reached questionable levels. This isn't the first time he's tried to eat a picture of food in a book.
When Miles awoke this morning, he immediately issued a decree. "Mommy! I wanna go to the ice cream shop!" We found his demand to be fair, if slightly unreasonable at 7:00 am, and so we promised that, at the end of the day, we would all go get ice cream. Miles was delighted. So delighted, … Continue reading Year 3, Day 143
When it comes to getting Miles to sit down and eat his dinner, we've grown increasingly willing to make compromises. Tonight, for instance, he insisted on sitting at the big table with us. And then he insisted on also wearing sunglasses. But he DID eat his food, so whatever works!
"How many spoons do you need, Miles?" "I need moar."
I received the following text from Jaclyn this evening: And to address your inevitable question, yes, he did make a "nomnomnom" sound as he did this.