Year 4, Day 242

I turned away from cleaning the kitchen to discover my living space had suddenly turned into some sort of Lynchian nightmare. ...I don't know what's going on here.

Year 4, Day 60

As we started up the stairs to go to bed tonight, Miles turned to me and held his finger to his mouth. "Shhhhh!" he said. "We have to be quiet! The baby's sleeping!" And just what "baby" was he talking about? Well, this: Yes, Miles elected to put the largest stuffed animal he owns in … Continue reading Year 4, Day 60 →

Year 2, Day 148

He may have only recently become comfortable on his feet, but Miles is already steering his elephant with uncanny precision. He makes hairpin turns, squeaking past most corners with just enough space to avoid running into the wall, backs up when needed, and parks nicely too. In short, he's already a better driver than his mother.* … Continue reading Year 2, Day 148 →

Day 173

Miles acquired a new friend today, the first that he'll be sharing his bed with each night. We've named him Harry Elafonte. We're calling it a "comfort object," because I am fundamentally opposed to the term "lovey" (I can barely TYPE that without throwing up in my mouth).