Tonight, I wanted to test drive the pizza stone my parents got us for Christmas, and the entire family got down on this one. I rolled the dough out into individual portions, then let Jaclyn and, yes, even Miles top their pizzas as they saw fit. Miles started by piling all the cheese...right in the … Continue reading Year 4, Day 361
Expectation vs. Reality Miles: "Mommy, I'm going to help you put groceries away!" Miles, helping put groceries away: "I'm done!" - Miles
This evening while we were trying to get some vintage (good God, where have the years gone??) games running, Miles offered to help with a wisdom beyond his years. He must have seen me try this method at one point, but I'm surprised it stuck so quickly. https://videopress.com/v/VJGJYVOz?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata Sure, he blew onto the cartridge instead … Continue reading Year 4, Day 318
Miles insisted on helping me grill food this weekend, and I -- perhaps foolishly -- introduced him to the tongs. YOU try cooking while a crazed three-year-old is chasing you with tongs.
What you get when Miles helps put away groceries... At least some of it is in the right...room?
As I stepped in the door after work tonight, Miles came running over. "Daddy, Daddy!" he called. "I'm packing my stuff!" "That's great, buddy!" I said. "Let me see what you've got so far!" Miles:
In what is quickly becoming a regular part of our evening routine, Miles helped Jaclyn prepare dinner again this evening. "The first thing we need to do is boil some water for the cauliflower." "Just don't put it in my juice!" was Miles's only demand. Of course, there's only so much prep work a three-year-old … Continue reading Year 4, Day 14
Miles takes a lot of pride in helping Jaclyn prepare my lunch each morning, tossing everything from yogurt to my daily multivitamin into the bag and insisting on zipping it up himself. Sometimes he gets a little possessive of the food, insisting that one or more items in the bag actually belong to him. "Here's … Continue reading Year 3, Day 315
Look, okay? I'm not ashamed to admit that my wife packs my lunch for me every day. And sure, there are days where I open that lunchbag at noon and think, "...what the hell kind of lunch is THIS supposed to be?" but I always appreciate the energy she puts into it. Lately, Miles has … Continue reading Year 3, Day 269
Miles and I had a couple errands to run after daycare today, one of which involved a quick stop at Trader Joe's to pick up some things for dinner (and, at Miles's insistence, a container of cottage cheese). As we stepped into the store, Miles tugged away from my hand. "I can do it all … Continue reading Year 3, Day 262