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.
Tag: mischief
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
Year 3, Day 125
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.
Year 3, Day 96
Miles got suspiciously quiet for a few minutes this afternoon. I soon discovered that he had been hard at work on an art installation.
Year 3, Day 39
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.
Year 3, Day 17
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
Year 2, Day 21
"Look in the bathtub," Jaclyn said after I arrived home tonight. She took Miles to daycare today, and her usual morning routine had been beset by Miles's mischievousness. Knowing Miles pretty well at this point, I almost knew what to expect before I even looked in the tub. Yep, he has started moving balls from … Continue reading Year 2, Day 21
