Year 5, Day 18

After a long day of work and hosting trivia, all I want to do is come home and collapse into bed, and today was no exception. I hauled my aching body upstairs and into the bedroom to find-- ...oh. Given that he was sleeping with the ENTIRE PAW Patrol, I quickly accepted that there was … Continue reading Year 5, Day 18 →

Year 4, Day 279

"I'm not gonna take a nap at school," Miles declared, unsolicited, as we drove to daycare this morning. "Oh you don't think so, huh?" I replied, exceedingly skeptical. "Mommy said I don't have to," Miles said, digging out his current catchphrase. I decided to call his bluff. "Should we call Mommy and see what she … Continue reading Year 4, Day 279 →

Year 4, Day 181

I've written previously about Miles's recent nighttime challenges, which find him screaming like a damned soul on the racks of Hell as he pounds on his door (and find his mother and me unable to get a single peaceful night's rest). What I haven't talked about is how I've found him the last couple nights … Continue reading Year 4, Day 181 →

Year 4, Day 173

It takes approximately nine and a half hours to drive from our home to Princeton, NJ. At least that's what Google Maps says, but it's worth noting that they don't have an "adjust time for toddler" button. If they did, that number would swell to somewhere around 15 hours. Spending hours on end confined to … Continue reading Year 4, Day 173 →

Year 4, Day 162

For the...third?...time this week, Miles was wide awake in the middle of the night, calling for us. He was in a pretty good mood, so I, being barely conscious enough to hold myself upright, let him come to bed with us. I had hoped he'd just snuggle up with us and go back to sleep. … Continue reading Year 4, Day 162 →

Year 4, Day 159

I'm not sure if you've been able to discern this from the multitude of blog posts I've produced on the matter, but raising a toddler is really f***ing hard. When Miles is happy, he's usually running around screaming. When he's upset, he's STILL screaming. Our attention is demanded by him at all times, and about … Continue reading Year 4, Day 159 →

Year 4, Day 151: Sounds of the Night-time XI

I had a pretty fitful sleep last night, and I spent most of the time between 2:30 and 5:00 in varying degrees of consciousness. During that time, Miles's monitor was almost completely silent, save for one moment around 4:30, when he said, clear as day, "I need you to hold my hand." Pretty amazing that … Continue reading Year 4, Day 151: Sounds of the Night-time XI →

Year 4, Day 119

I wrote yesterday about Miles's development from a literacy perspective, but the pride I feel about this pales in comparison to how I feel about Miles's timing and commitment when it comes to comedy. We chatted jovially throughout our drive to daycare this morning, leaving no doubt that we were both awake and alert (which, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 119 →

Year 4, Day 97

I arrived home last night to find the following sight awaiting me in my bed. Yeah, no WAY am I sleeping well tonight.