Here's a new (maybe racially insensitive? Who knows anymore?) game Miles and I have started playing.
Most afternoons, Miles and I will get to a point about halfway through our drive home where we'll start playing this "call and response" game with each other. Typically, Miles will make a noise, then I'll make the noise back, then he'll make a different noise, and I'll echo that...you get the idea. Anyway, I … Continue reading Day 337
Some days I pick Miles up from daycare and he promptly falls asleep in the backseat. Other days, he starts fussing and whining as soon as he's buckled in. Most days, though, he just sits there and babbles.
The initial reason we came to Rochester this week was for a wedding, but fate can lead us in unexpected directions. Jaclyn's grandmother passed away on Thanksgiving, which suddenly meant that this trip was going to involve another, more somber family event. Miles is a relatively happy kid and he obviously had zero context for … Continue reading Day 278: Baby’s First Funeral
A couple days ago, I got video proof of Miles's adoration of his father. Looks like he doesn't want to play favorites after all!
As Miles has started babbling more and more, it's become a race to see exactly which sound (of the only two really important ones) he'll make first: "da-da" or "ma-ma." Which parent won? Let's go to the tape!
Miles woke up a bit fussy last night, so I got up and held him a little before setting him back down in his Pack 'n' Play with some toys. At this point, his crying turned into...well, give it a listen.