Miles's "I'm not up to anything what are you even talking about?" face:
Tag: mischief
Year 5, Day 64
Hosting trivia at Legion Brewing for as long as I have has made me part of the family at that fine establishment. Which means I occasionally get invited to events like tonight's "Friends and Family" preview for their new location on Morehead St. Jaclyn and I were happy, to say the least, to make a … Continue reading Year 5, Day 64
Year 5, Day 9
A look at the chaos that Miles introduces to this house every day. No one told him to do anything with this baggie. No one told him to throw it away. No one told him to put something in it. No one told him to put it anywhere in particular. And Miles, of his own … Continue reading Year 5, Day 9
Year 4, Day 222
Getting Miles out the door in the morning is always an adventure. Most times I'm able to stay somewhat removed from that chaos, as I'm typically showering and getting dressed at the same time. I might hear Miles's screams and Jaclyn's plaintive, exasperated requests through the walls, but I've got to get myself presentable before … Continue reading Year 4, Day 222
Year 4, Day 138
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 138
Year 4, Day 70
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 70
Year 3, Day 361
"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.
Year 3, Day 297
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
Year 3, Day 195
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.
Year 3, Day 134
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
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 