Tonight, Miles walked into the kitchen, yelled, "Mickey Mouse!", pulled his underwear off, then tore ass all over the house butt-naked.That's it. That's the whole post.
A couple weeks ago, I wrote about Miles helping his mother unload groceries. Well, he's finally bringing those groceries to the actual kitchen. Of course, he's bringing them in one at a time, but progress is progress.
Jaclyn came home from grocery shopping today with several bags to unload. Miles, being a dutiful son, decided to help her unpack it all... ...right in front of the door, on the opposite end of the house from the kitchen.
After he finished his banana last night, Miles's babysitter correctly observed that the banana was "all gone." Miles quickly stood, stepped to the kitchen, and offered a counter-argument.
We moved into a house back in October, and yet there's still a lot of work to be done (primarily in "my" room, where the boxes have accumulated). The holidays and abrupt trips out of town have resulted in this room getting neglected for far too long, which is why I've been looking forward to … Continue reading Day 330