"'Tis no man. 'Tis a remorseless eating machine." - Capt. Horatio McAllister Miles had his checkup with the pediatrician yesterday, and everything is looking great. Jaclyn was most curious about his weight, given the exponential increase in his eating of late. We thought he ate a lot before, but recent sessions have proven long and … Continue reading Day 41
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Day 40
With a couple appointments on the calendar, Jaclyn had the car today and, in her never-ending quest to want to get out of the house, asked if she could bring the baby by my job around noon to have lunch with me. While I was initially eager to see them during the day, I suddenly … Continue reading Day 40
Day 39
An exciting new bodily function combo emerged today. Much like the Cough-Cry of a couple weeks back, this one was both loud and surprising, if a little less heartwarming. Miles hiccups often. So often, in fact, that I occasionally call him "Otis," after Mayberry's lovable town drunk. He went one farther tonight, combining one in … Continue reading Day 39
Day 38
I came home after work, as usual, with minutes to spare before needing to leave for my Wednesday night trivia show. I'm in a rush on any normal night in this sprint between jobs, but tonight Jaclyn declared that she wanted to bring Miles. I knew she needed to get out of the house, but … Continue reading Day 38
Day 37
Miles sucks. All the time. On everything. His days of sticking to nipples are over. While he hasn't exactly mastered nor found a fondness for pacifiers yet, he does enjoy sucking on just about anything else, including shoulders, fingers, clothing, straps in his car seat, his own hand and, as we discovered today, somehow even … Continue reading Day 37
Day 36
Most mornings, I exit the bathroom and breeze past Miles's bassinet, lingering for just a moment to look down at him while he's sleeping. But this today he woke up while I was in the shower, and it changed the entire dynamic of my morning. Yes, I predictably got out of the house a little … Continue reading Day 36
Day 34
Separated at birth?
Day 33
Well, it was only a matter of time I guess, given the minefield of baldness in both Jaclyn's family and my own, but Miles has started losing his lustrous starter hair. I can still remember the doctor's voice as Miles was emerging on that first day. "I see a lot of hair!" she said, filling … Continue reading Day 33
Day 31: The Shit-Storm
It is with the deepest regret and shame that I confess to having missed Miles's most incredible poop thus far. I was afraid that being at work would mean missing out on significant milestones, and today marked the first time this fear was made truly manifest. I only barely missed it, arriving home just minutes … Continue reading Day 31: The Shit-Storm
Day 30: A Sort-of Review of Mister Miracle #7
I read the latest issue of DC's Mister Miracle series tonight, and it hit me like a freight train traveling via Boom Tube. I won't spend time getting into the character's background, but Scott Free is the world's greatest escape artist, raised in the hellish pits of Apokalips, who later took up the mantle of … Continue reading Day 30: A Sort-of Review of Mister Miracle #7
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 