This morning as I was brewing coffee, Miles insisted I sit with him for breakfast. I was initially flattered and delighted, but then, as he started moving his chairs, I realized what he meant and the reality was...well, weird. Despite not being an ideal seating arrangement for breakfast or looking at one another, it still … Continue reading Year 3, Day 59
Retrieving a toy from the dark recesses beneath Miles's bed and realizing too late that it was a trap.
In an effort to replicate his daycare experience at home, Jaclyn acquired a small table and chairs for Miles to use. This morning, he dragged one of the chairs across the house and instructed me to sit.
I was at my primary job until 6:00 tonight, and with a trivia show beginning at 7:00, I wasn't planning on being able to go home or see Miles this evening. Fate*, however, had other plans, as I left some equipment at home and had to make a mad dash for it between gigs. The … Continue reading Year 2, Day 218
Miles may be young, but he already understands that when "Hot in Herre" comes on one has no choice but to dance.
Miles casts some serious side-eye for a kid with food all over his face.
The good news: After only just beginning PT, Miles is already lifting himself to a seated position independently. The bad news: He's trying to do so under a chair.
Earlier this week, one of the caregivers at Miles's daycare said, "I want to show what Miles did today," a sentence that can always lead in a few different directions. Thankfully, Miles hasn't proven too destructive yet, so I hoped for the best. She sat him down on the floor, right on his butt, and … Continue reading Day 249
Jaclyn had a salon appointment tonight, which didn't sound like a particularly fun way for Miles and me to spend our evening. I clearly underestimated Miles's affinity for plush leather chairs.