Year 4, Day 268

After a year lost to the pandemic, our legendary annual Dipsgiving event roared back today, moving out to the garage but still giving our friends a chance to showcase their culinary masterworks. As in years past, it didn't disappoint. And you'd think, with so much food around and nary a fork in sight, Miles's grubby … Continue reading Year 4, Day 268 →

Year 4, Day 255

Breakfast of champions. He truly is my son.

Year 4, Day 231

So excited about his own pizza in his OWN box that he can't even make it to the table before showing me.

Year 4, Day 226

Miles and I sat down this afternoon to build a Halloween cookie diorama (this year a haunted farm). Naturally, Miles started voraciously consuming the building supplies before we could begin. https://videopress.com/v/jCEfmoRN?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata

Year 4, Day 190

There was a time, not so long ago, when I was able to talk at my wife in peace. Sure, she still didn't hear half of what I was saying, but at least I could speak without being drowned out by eardrum-shattering screaming. Now, almost any time I start talking to Jaclyn (or vice versa), … Continue reading Year 4, Day 190 →

Year 4, Day 161

Miles around 7:00 PM, finishing a post-dinner snack: "Oh Dad-dee! One Teddy Graham is hi-ding!" Me, an hour later, while cleaning up: Well I don't know what I expected...

Year 4, Day 142

We went out for lunch today, and Miles insisted that these would be the sitting arrangements: Yes, I was ordered to sit at a completely different table with my back to my family. But hey, I'll do whatever it takes for him to eat his lunch without a fuss.

Year 4, Day 131

Tasked with picking up a few things for an impromptu cookout last night, I ran across one additional product that I was immediately compelled to purchase. In addition to being -- and I think we can all agree on this -- completely excessive, you might also notice that these Oreos contain not just three different … Continue reading Year 4, Day 131 →

Year 4, Day 130

Miles has discovered a love of Nutella (his love of acting like a hambone is, of course, already well-documented).

Year 4, Day 115

My Father's Day started out like this... Miles was beyond excited to deliver my gifts. ...and while this happened mid morning... ...by late morning, our plans had been a bit upended by this: What you're looking at there are the TEETH MARKS that Miles left in the hardwood floor when he slipped, fell, and face-planted. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 115 →