Miles's fifth birthday (!) is rapidly approaching, and as you might expect, he already has ideas for presents in mind. And yet, while you'd think his thoughts would be preoccupied with things like cars, action figures, or games, what Miles really wants is a nightstand. He has made this request to both me and Jaclyn … Continue reading Year 5, Day 341
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Year 4, Day 364
Miles had a much better day today, which was great because he was shaking his cold before his impending birthday. In fact, everyone was in a better mood tonight through dinnertime, after which Miles walked over to the coffee table and said, "OH! Hey, look at this!" There was a real playfulness in his voice, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 364
Year 4, Day 142
We went out for lunch today, and Miles insisted that these would be the sitting arrangements: Yes, I was ordered to sit at a completely different table with my back to my family. But hey, I'll do whatever it takes for him to eat his lunch without a fuss.
Year 4, Day 51
As noted in previous entries, it's not been easy to train Miles to conform to expectations regarding dinnertime or even eating in general. He seldom has the patience to sit with us and frequently demands things other than the food provided to him (even when that food is the exact thing he requested minutes earlier). … Continue reading Year 4, Day 51
Year 3, Day 172
Miles's favorite spot in the house.
Year 3, Day 139
When it comes to getting Miles to sit down and eat his dinner, we've grown increasingly willing to make compromises. Tonight, for instance, he insisted on sitting at the big table with us. And then he insisted on also wearing sunglasses. But he DID eat his food, so whatever works!
Year 3, Day 106
Ever the dutiful son, Miles has started helping set the tables for dinner each night, placing napkins and forks at...weirdly precise angles. Moments later, he reclaimed all of the napkins and threw them directly into the trash can. He may be going a bit overboard on the COVID-related sanitation measures.
Year 3, Day 42
Matching wits over a glass of water.
Year 2, Day 337
Miles employed one of his favorite words with me this evening as he was sitting at his table eating and I stepped over to him. "Move." I shrugged and looked around. "Where should I go?" Miles, chewing his food, grunted and pointed towards my bedroom. "You want me to go into the bedroom?" I asked. … Continue reading Year 2, Day 337
Year 2, Day 246
The scene as I left for trivia tonight. Sorry to be missing out on family dinner!