Playing guitar on the toilet. So punk.
Miles is very picky about the...let's call it music we can put on while we're in the car. For instance, here's what we listened to on the way back from Wilmington last night. Notice that Miles is singing along. It was a...LONG drive.
Yesterday, we lost someone who has managed to be an influence on both my childhood and, now, my son's. Although he's far too young to realize it now, Miles already adores the work of Caroll Spinney, the performer who brought us the iconic and beloved Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch. As a tribute, here's … Continue reading Year 2, Day 287
Upon leaving daycare today, I noticed that Miles's cup looked a little...off. Gone was the usual white and blue lid, having been replaced with an orange one. The cup itself still had his name on it though, so I figured we could sort out the obvious mix-up in the morning. I was confident, however, that … Continue reading Year 2, Day 255
Miles attended his third political rally today, and this might have been his favorite yet. The real reason he was really excited about this one ultimately had less to do with Mayor Pete and more to do with Mayor Pete's music selection.
This morning, as usual, Miles insisted on listening to some Sesame Street music on the way to daycare. The music started up again automatically once I got back in the car after dropping him off, to results I can at best describe as unnerving and, at worst, unequivocally chilling.
Every time Miles gets in the car, some form of the following conversation happens between us: Me: "Do you want to listen to some music?" Miles: (clicks tongue, nods) Me: "How about some Barenaked Ladies?" Miles: "Elmo." Me: "The Beatles?" Miles: "Elmo." Me: "Weird Al?" Miles: "Elmo." Me: "The Stones? How about the Stones?" Inevitably, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 227