Year 5, Day 286: The Final Poop Update!

Miles is now mostly self-sufficient when it comes to restroom usage. He excuses himself when he needs to go, only occasionally calling out from the bathroom when he needs help with something. This was the case tonight, and what he said was...well, it was a new one. "Daddy!" he yelled. "I got a magnet poop!" … Continue reading Year 5, Day 286: The Final Poop Update! →

Year 5, Day 164

I generally try to use the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom. It's isolated, has not one but two doors between it and the rest of the house, and Miles tends to stay out of the area to begin with. Sometimes though...well...nature calls. I was using the downstairs bathroom when Miles came barging in. I barked … Continue reading Year 5, Day 164 →

Year 5, Day 146

As I was on my way out the door for trivia last night, Miles walked over to me with a special request. "Hey, you got poop in your mouth and poop on your face," he said. Then, clarifying that he wasn't talking about me specifically, "Tell someone that." "What, tell that to someone at trivia?" … Continue reading Year 5, Day 146 →

Year 5, Day 122

And now, Miles regales us with an original song, written and performed in the bathroom. https://videopress.com/v/WzQKDTAJ?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true

Year 5, Day 113

We traveled to Raleigh to visit my brother and sister-in-law this weekend, and while Miles was excited to see them, what he was really interested in was seeing their cat. Unfortunately (for Miles, not the cat), we arrived last night to find that their power was out. It didn't really stop him from LOOKING for … Continue reading Year 5, Day 113 →

Year 5, Day 81

One of the low-key best parts of my job is selecting tchotchkes and crap to go into our prize boxes at work. If you've ever stepped foot inside a pediatric dentist's office, you know exactly the sort of junk I'm talking about -- small, poorly painted, 75% slime and bouncy balls. Well last year I … Continue reading Year 5, Day 81 →

Year 4, Day 365

Where does the time go? Somehow, it's been four whole years since Miles was born. I wouldn't believe it if it weren't for both the conversations I'm capable of having with him now and my body's rate of deterioration (NOTE: I made it through a good 38 years of my life before "feeling my age"; … Continue reading Year 4, Day 365 →

Year 4, Day 328

"Poop is my deal." - Miles (for the benefit of anyone who wasn't already aware of this)

Year 4, Day 22

Ever disagreeable about even making an attempt to use the potty, I sat with Miles joking and playing as he did his business. As he stood afterwards, I was honestly shocked at what this child -- who had INSISTED that he hadn't even needed to use the potty -- had left sitting in the basin. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 22 →