Year 5, Day 343

Things were going well as we left the house to go get dinner tonight, so of course Jaclyn decided to risk it all by bringing up something that was sure to make Miles anxious and fretful. "You know, Miles, pretty soon it'll be time for your five-year check-up." "What check-up?" he asked. "At the doctor," … Continue reading Year 5, Day 343 →

Year 5, Day 325

As Miles was falling asleep last night, we engaged in some of our usual, light bedtime banter. "I don't want to die," he said without pretext. "And I don't want you to die and I don't want Mommy to die. Just stay every day forever." "Well," I started, wanting to make things a bit less … Continue reading Year 5, Day 325 →

Year 5, Day 321

We had just left the house this morning when Miles said, as calmly as could be, "Daddy, I'm really mad at Mommy." "Why are you mad at Mommy?" I asked. "Because she forgot to give me a snack." Truly a cardinal offense. "Well you can tell her when she comes to your fashion show this … Continue reading Year 5, Day 321 →

Year 5, Day 258

My time with Miles was limited today, as I arrived home with very little turnaround time to get to a 6:45 showing of Black Panther: Wakanda Forever. I still did my best to find out some information about Miles's day, even as he tinkered away at a paper project he had (I guess?) brought home … Continue reading Year 5, Day 258 →

Year 5, Day 244

Getting Miles ready in the morning is never easy. He wants to do everything himself, but literally everything he does underscores just how much help he needs (which he loudly rejects, and on and on it goes). This morning, while he was "brushing his teeth," I said, in desperation, "Miles, you need to brush ALL … Continue reading Year 5, Day 244 →

Year 5, Day 201

Sure, when it comes to getting out of the house in the morning, Miles tends to be pretty disagreeable. But once we pull up at school, any and all misgivings have vanished and he eagerly enters the building and beelines for his classroom. It took very little time for him to become acquainted to the … Continue reading Year 5, Day 201 →

Year 5, Day 184

"Daddy," Miles began, pointing at my chin, "what are those?" "Oh, those hairs? They grow on my face when I need to shave." "Shave?" "Yeah, they get longer, like a beard, and then I shave them, and then they grow back again. It goes on and on." "I don't want to have those hairs." "Well … Continue reading Year 5, Day 184 →

Year 5, Day 159

I'm generally an evidence-based sort of guy. I don't believe everything I hear, even if it's what I want to hear, without checking other sources. There are, of course, some exceptions. And like I want to believe is the case for most people who tend towards blind trust, when I see something like this I … Continue reading Year 5, Day 159 →

Year 5, Day 103

Maybe this is normal for the age Miles is at, but he's had a lot (like, A LOT) of questions about death lately. "What happens when we die?" "Are you going to die?" "Am I going to die?" All the usual first questions one might ask when coming to terms with mortality for the first … Continue reading Year 5, Day 103 →

Year 4, Day 319

Miles often displays a high degree of curiosity about things as well as an ability to make connections and conclusions based on the evidence he observes. This makes it extra funny to see, as a parent, when he's completely off base. "Hey, what animal this comes from?" he asked tonight, regarding the macaroni and cheese … Continue reading Year 4, Day 319 →