With the holidays and our babysitter's travels across Europe, it's been a few weeks since Miles has seen his Tuesday night caretaker. As I've mentioned before, his reaction to seeing his babysitter tends to be a mixed bag. He's come to recognize her appearance in his life with a sense of existential dread -- quickly … Continue reading Day 324
As loathe as I am to put words in my son's mouth, it would appear by any relevant measure that Miles's first Christmas was a rousing success. While he appeared, at times, overwhelmed, the hours upon hours spent receiving gifts and tributes ultimately led to his well-earned acceptance of his extended family members. He … Continue reading Day 304: Christmas in Review
This weekend has been a whirlwind precursor to Miles's First Christmas™, filled with friends, family, and presents (and, on one case, notarized documents). Miles's grandmother continued her attempts to curry the young boy's favor. He opened some gifts from Audrey. Miles was inspired by his new book to become a Boss Baby himself, then promptly … Continue reading Day 302
PREVIOUSLY IN PATERNITY PERILS: The car got stolen, along with all of Miles's most essential day-to-day items. This morning, our friend Carole insisted on stopping by extremely early in the morning (I was forced to declare from the other room that I wasn't wearing pants yet, just to give you an idea of just how early … Continue reading Day 298
Miles gave me an early Father's Day present today, and it's something I've wanted for a long time... Taco holders. My son...already trying to make my life easier.
We've received a ton of packages in the last two months. And when I say "we," I mean "the baby." I had honestly forgotten that Jaclyn and I were even capable of receiving mail. All that changed tonight with a friendly, boozy reminder that yes, I can still get packages! And what a package to … Continue reading Day 71