Miles and I played a spirited game of hide & seek this evening. He's getting pretty good at the "seek" half of it , at least.
Jaclyn had to leave for field work early this morning, which I was left to explain to Miles when it came time to wake him up. He was mercifully in a pretty chipper mood and seemed to take the news in stride as we went about our morning. Still, I couldn't help but notice his … Continue reading Year 3, Day 261
This morning, Miles snatched my comb off of the bathroom counter and darted off with it. Tonight I found his carefully chosen hiding place for it. That's it under the vacuum cleaner.
I wasn't emptying the dishwasher this evening when Miles dashed into the kitchen. Instead of trying to "help" me with dishes, he burrowed himself into one of his favorite hiding places behind the recycling bin. "What are you doing, buddy?" I asked. "I hidin'," he replied. "From what?" "Bikers." "You're hiding from bikers?" "Yeah." "Where … Continue reading Year 3, Day 185
This evening, Miles suddenly vanished. Typically, his "hiding" involves lots of giggling and the occasional, "I'm over here!", but this time he didn't respond to calls from either of us and I honestly had no idea where he had gone. Eventually I poked my head into our bedroom closet, where I found this:
When I came home this evening, this was the sight that greeted me. "Miles, what are you doing?" "No daddy! I'm hiding!"
Three days in, and the box hasn't gone anywhere.
Miles and I play a rousing game of "Stay in that Room and Do Some Work, Daddy!"
At some point this evening, I became aware that I had set my phone down somewhere and forgotten about it. It's not so unusual, and I was busy with Miles, so I didn't give it much thought at first. After a while, though, having looked around the house to no avail, I started to get … Continue reading Year 3, Day 134
Miles hasn't quite figured this game out yet.