As we were settling in at our weekend residence yesterday, Jaclyn very quickly and decisively let me know I'd be sharing a room with Miles. As such, this was the last thing I saw last night: And this was the first thing I saw this morning: The first thing I HEARD, incidentally, was, "DADDY WAKE … Continue reading Year 3, Day 193
I heard Jaclyn pull up after picking Miles up from daycare today and walked over to the door to greet them. As I stood there watching them, unbeknownst to either of them, I overheard the following exchange. Miles: "I want animal crackers." Jaclyn: "Who said you could have animal crackers?" Miles (contemplating his answer): "...daddy."Sneaky … Continue reading Year 3, Day 140
Mommy: "Well I'm going out for a little bit. Make sure Miles goes potty and takes a nap." (Miles and Daddy watch Mommy drive away.) Daddy: "Time for popcorn and DuckTales."
Not a day goes by anymore that Miles fails to request (to put it mildly) one of two things. When we pick him up from daycare, and before arriving home, Miles will insistently say, "I want ice cream. I want donuts." This week, at different times, he has received both. The road to our ice … Continue reading Year 3, Day 114
A reckoning is coming.Up 'til now, satisfying Miles's needs has been free of much guesswork, because we were the ones establishing so many of them. He NEEDS to brush his teeth. He NEEDS to get dressed. He NEEDS to eat his broccoli. But lately, Miles has started to vocalize his own needs. And by "needs," … Continue reading Year 3, Day 57
Check out this reverse psychology B.S. my kid pulled today: He goes to daycare and starts talking about how he's got a "Star Wars cake" at home (he does not). Eventually, that turns into "cupcakes." He's got "cupcakes" at home. Chocolate ones. He talks about this enough during the day that, when Jaclyn picks him … Continue reading Year 3, Day 24
I made cookies last night, and it didn't take long for Miles to figure out where they were being kept. He also wanted to make sure his friends, one of whom you may have heard has an affinity for cookies, was able to get down on them.
Sound the alarm -- Miles has now eaten his first ice cream sandwich.
The winds and rain of a mighty storm rattled and shook the house this evening, guaranteeing that Halloween would not go according to plan. Little did I realize, however, just how little regard fate had for our holiday aspirations. Follow me, dear reader, if you dare, into the grim darkness of Halloween 2019. After arriving … Continue reading Year 2, Day 248: Miles Martin’s TRUE Tales of Halloween Horror!
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