Year 4, Day 263

As he sat on the couch tonight watching Paw Patrol as I cleaned up after dinner, Miles issued a common request: "Can you get me juuuuuuice?" I walked over and plopped down next to him. "Yeah, I can get you juice," I said. "But I need something first..." I expected a hug (my usual fee), … Continue reading Year 4, Day 263 →

Year 4, Day 155

In yesterday's post, I wrote about a particularly menacing night in Miles's room. But bedtime isn't always about threats and indecision. Sometimes it is, simply, the absolute best part of the day. As we were cuddling tonight while Miles was dozing off, he suddenly threw his arm around me, squeezing me. I put an arm … Continue reading Year 4, Day 155 →