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.
This morning I was summoned to Miles's room because his mother "couldn't find him." Can you?
Miles and I have a new game we've been playing lately, primarily when we get home from daycare. To be fair, I'm not sure if Miles realizes it's a game, although he's the one who always kicks it off. "Where mommy go?" he'll ask, usually shrugging for emphasis. It's the game of finding mommy after … Continue reading Year 2, Day 274
Some friends from Europe came to visit this weekend, and Miles found a new hiding place when they arrived. Thankfully, he warmed up to them eventually.
Miles looked through the glass door and saw his babysitter approaching just after we arrived home tonight. He immediately did this: And yet, the second she mentioned going outside to look for birds, Miles embraced her, turned back to me, and said, "Bye-bye!" with a dismissive wave. Talk about mixed signals.
At our friends' baby shower, Miles obtains the perfect vantage point.