At Miles's insistence, we all rode in the car the other night to pick up dinner. I sat in the back with him while Jaclyn drove (again, his choice). Naturally, we sat back there cutting up with each other, so much so that I never even noticed he had managed to remove both of his … Continue reading Year 4, Day 137
Having settled into our new home, Jaclyn and I have turned to taking care of some of the dull tasks that accompany any move, such as updating our vehicle registrations and driver's licenses. You know who's managed to eke some unexpected delight out of the latter of those? C'mon, two guesses... After I received my … Continue reading Year 4, Day 69
"Bye bye, Mommy! You're welcome!" he said as he left the blanket he had dragged across the house on the floor in another room.
As I pulled up to daycare this afternoon, the alarm on one of the other cars in the parking lot suddenly started honking. I parked and got out of my own car, the other vehicle still blinking and beeping all the while. After about thirty seconds, I started wondering if anyone was going to shut … Continue reading Year 3, Day 297
Pictured: the smirk of a child who just successfully forced his mother to chase him all over the place as she tried to clean his poopy butt. He's a stinker in more ways than one.
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
I discovered the placement of this objet d'art after Miles was asleep tonight. Considering the precise, balanced location of this ball, it looks like we evidently have a tiny feng shui expert on our hands.
Miles got suspiciously quiet for a few minutes this afternoon. I soon discovered that he had been hard at work on an art installation.
This afternoon we tried to coax Miles into taking a nap or, at the very least, staying in his room for some quiet time. This was his rebuttal.
When we got home from daycare tonight, I emptied my arms of bags, mail, and the like and paused to take my shoes off. Miles immediately snatched up a bank deposit slip that I had set down. "Bah-bye!" he declared before darting down the hallway and disappearing into my bedroom. "Miles!" I called after him. … Continue reading Year 3, Day 17