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
For days, our nights have been punctuated by shrieking, uncertainty, and general restlessness. Miles wakes up screaming, but doesn't want to leave his bed. He wants food, yet he refuses to eat. He wants to see Elmo, but rejects the monstrous Muppet immediately. It's left Jaclyn and I at our wits' ends. And now the … Continue reading Year 2, Day 169
Miles was watching an episode of Sesame Street tonight as I cleaned up from dinner. At one point in the episode, children at a school started singing a song about sharing. Now, Miles's awareness of "sharing" as a concept is largely dependent upon his experience at daycare. I'm not exactly sure what this has looked … Continue reading Year 2, Day 164
We took our second annual family trip to GalaxyCon (formerly SuperCon) in Raleigh today for another weekend of celebrities, cosplayers that freak Miles tf out, and a family photo. Miles was a lot more alert and engaged this year and -- surprise, surprise -- he was a big hit with everyone he met (including MY … Continue reading Year 2, Day 152
When Miles was getting his teeth cleaned last week, the dentist remarked that it looked like his molars were about ready to start coming in. I didn't really give that warning much attention at the time, but last night it became impossible to ignore. We were about three quarters of the way through another bleak, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 144: The Teething Diaries VIII
When your son uses whatever he can get his hands on to try conjuring Elmo.