Year 4, Day 284

Miles burst into the bathroom this morning as I was getting ready and, seeing that I was styling my hair, insisted that he wanted some of my forming cream. While I'd normally be fine with it, this was clearly one of those rare mornings where he had actually allowed Jaclyn to use his spray gel; … Continue reading Year 4, Day 284 →

Year 4, Day 187

It wasn't long after we got on the road this morning that Miles started complaining that he needed a drink, despite knowing full-well that it's impossible for me to just conjure juice out of thin air. "There's nothing for you to drink in here, buddy," I said. Again. "All I have is coffee." "I want … Continue reading Year 4, Day 187 →

Year 4, Day 182

As we were taking the ramp onto the interstate this morning, rolling single-file with the other autos, Miles made an observation. "Daddy," he said from the backseat, "I think all the cars are going faster than your car and your car is slower." Was this kid throwing shade at my car?? "Now Miles," I said, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 182 →