Year 5, Day 129

Before we left to head back to Charlotte this morning, I had to coax Miles into completing his morning routine. Fortunately, with the weather a bit unpredictable this weekend, we had an unopened package of marshmallows that, while intended to be toasted over a fire, were now just waiting to be consumed raw. And Miles … Continue reading Year 5, Day 129 →

Year 5, Day 128

Somehow, Miles became obsessed with the idea of going to a water park this weekend. But, with impending tropical depression weather and absolutely no desire to dash out the door each day, it was left largely up to me to talk him off this ledge and focus his attention instead on a trip to the … Continue reading Year 5, Day 128 →

Year 5, Day 127

Someone (maybe my mom, maybe Jaclyn) decided it would be a great idea to hit Myrtle Beach for Fourth of July weekend this year. Miles was eager and ready for action. "I'm Donatello," he said. Little did he know that Grammy had picked up some fireworks just for him to set off this weekend. WHAT … Continue reading Year 5, Day 127 →

Year 4, Day 129

Today, we celebrated the Fourth of July with a visit to Birkdale Village, where a holiday festival gave Miles a chance to truly demonstrate his patriotism. Unwilling to let anyone touch his precious face, Miles opted for "arm-painting" instead. 'Murca! Next, it was over the splash pad, where's Miles's fear of getting water in his … Continue reading Year 4, Day 129 →

Year 4, Day 128

Fourth of July weekend is for clowning around with your buddies at the pool.

Year 3, Day 130

Fourth of July, like so many things, looks different this year. But even in the era of COVID-19, Miles was hell-bent on seeing some fireworks today. Fortunately, we had plenty of neighbors setting them off. Curiosity quickly gave way to fear, and "I wanna see fireworks!" quickly became "I don't like fireworks!" I was a … Continue reading Year 3, Day 130 →

Year 2, Day 129

Our Fourth of July was a pretty quiet affair this year (save for the neighbors launching tiny missiles into the heavens throughout the evening), but we still went up the street for a drink at Blue Blaze Brewing. First sign that you're visiting the bar too much? The bartender knows what you want before you … Continue reading Year 2, Day 129 →

Day 129: Baby’s First Fourth

The Fourth of July brings with it certain expectations. Hot dogs. Beer. Flags. Incendiary devices. And pools. Miles may be a bit young to partake (or recognize the significance) of most of these things, but I did decide to introduce him to one of them today. I'm talking, of course, about the hot dogs. Unfortunately, … Continue reading Day 129: Baby’s First Fourth →