Year 5, Day 305

After our drive back from Myrtle Beach yesterday, we were all exhausted by the time we arrived home. We grabbed some dinner and fell asleep quickly after that. When I woke up this morning, we were all still in bed, and Miles, as he often does, had come into our bedroom and joined us at … Continue reading Year 5, Day 305 →

Year 5, Day 233

Our first full day in Costa Rica began slowly, with Miles and Jaclyn getting in some pool time while I had breakfast on the balcony and basked in the surrounding pulchritude. And also spied on them. It was lunchtime before we really did much (which means Miles spent most of the morning watching PAW Patrol), … Continue reading Year 5, Day 233 →

Year 5, Day 213: Sounds of the Night-time XII

As I was getting ready to retire to bed last night, I heard a sudden, repeating sound coming from Miles's room that was loud enough to make me jump. I darted over to his door and opened it to find Miles sitting straight up in bed, looking directly at me, and blowing quick, rhythmic raspberries … Continue reading Year 5, Day 213: Sounds of the Night-time XII →

Year 5, Day 210

As suggested by yesterday's post, being home sick can really turn an already behaviorally-challenged child into an unruly mess of humanity. By dinnertime last night, Miles's failure to listen warranted being sent to his room for time-out. After several minutes (long enough for us, at least, to eat in peace), we went back to Miles's … Continue reading Year 5, Day 210 →

Year 5, Day 197

For the last couple of weeks, Miles has been asking me to put his tent up for a "camp out." Since Jaclyn was hosting a ladies' night downstairs this evening, I thought tonight would be the perfect time for a camping trip. Of course Miles's grand plan was for BOTH of us to sleep in … Continue reading Year 5, Day 197 →

Year 5, Day 188

For a long time, Miles has pleaded and bargained with me not to leave his room at bedtime. "You can sleep here!" he'll say, or "I have a bed!" and "I'll make room for you!" or sometimes, simply, "Stay!" Only recently, however, has his bargaining become a bit more shrewd. I'll almost always lie next … Continue reading Year 5, Day 188 →

Year 5, Day 182

Al Bundying in his sleep.

Year 5, Day 154

After more than a week (!) home sick, if Miles finally falls asleep soundly for the night you let him have it, wherever that resting place might be.

Year 5, Day 115

I had to head out for work early today, before Miles was even out of bed. I still went by his room to see him before I left, and although he seemed to be sleeping soundly, as I said I'd see him later, he lashed out and seized my arm. He didn't say a word … Continue reading Year 5, Day 115 →

Year 5, Day 109

Today, after enduring three days of escalating hell-like temperatures, our AC was finally serviced. The house was still cooling back down when I left to pick up Miles from daycare, but I still enthusiastically relayed the news once we were in the car. "Buddy, I've got good news," I started. "The air conditioner is working … Continue reading Year 5, Day 109 →