Year 5, Day 68

Today was...rough. For a number of reasons, both personal and professional, I returned home after another long Wednesday feeling completely battered. As I pulled into the driveway and pushed the button to open the garage, I craned my neck, as I always do, to look up to Miles's bedroom window and see if he's asleep … Continue reading Year 5, Day 68 →

Year 3, Day 336

Being a parent is regularly overwhelming, and there is absolutely no question that I need frequent breaks from my family (if only to cower in a corner and rock back and forth in silence for a few minutes). But this morning as I was dropping Miles off at daycare, he clung to my leg and … Continue reading Year 3, Day 336 →

Year 3, Day 265

Last night, we read a book with Miles that was all about the things we have to be thankful for. The ultimate conclusion drawn by the book is that we should be most thankful for the things that make us happy. After we finished, I asked Miles to name some of the things that make … Continue reading Year 3, Day 265 →

Year 3, Day 6

Over the weekend, Miles and I were looking at some pictures from just after he was born. "Who's that?" I'd ask, showing him a photo of a tiny newborn curled up in a bassinet. "Baby Miles," he'd reply.The most striking thing about the contrast between then and now is just how much Miles has grown … Continue reading Year 3, Day 6 →

Year 2, Day 332

We met up with Jaclyn's aunt tonight, and perhaps no one was more excited about our after-dinner ice cream trip than Miles.

Year 2, Day 324

I walked into daycare this afternoon, as usual, with a feeling of intense excitement. No matter what sort of day I've had, seeing Miles at the end of the day will erase any stress and replace it with unbridled joy. Our eyes met, I smiled, and Miles pointed. "Mommy!" he said. "Uh, no," I replied. … Continue reading Year 2, Day 324 →

Year 2, Day 302

Before we headed off to visit our respective families for the holiday, we took a few minutes to let Miles ransack and pillage his Christmas stocking. After insisting for several minutes that he'd rather have my stocking (despite my insistence that this would prove FAR more boring than his), Miles finally opened his own and … Continue reading Year 2, Day 302 →

Year 2, Day 253

I don't think this necessarily applies exclusively to small children -- there's often not a lot of rhyme or reason in the things we individually find delight in. Often, the why or how isn't as important as the fact that, for whatever reason, we're experiencing joy. Still, watching a child grow and develop, one can't … Continue reading Year 2, Day 253 →

Year 2, Day 245

This weekend, Miles came home from his grocery store trip with a pair of Elmo slippers. He was...excited about these. He didn't want to take the slippers off for bed last night, which I allowed, but he was EXTREMELY incensed to discover he couldn't wear them to school this morning. When it was time to … Continue reading Year 2, Day 245 →

Year 2, Day 237

Sometimes Miles, like Liz Lemon, just needs some night cheese.