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 152

When Jaclyn called me between work and trivia tonight, she naturally reported that Miles was "being a butt." In an effort to help him improve his attitude, I asked her to see if she could get him on the phone with me. "No!" he cried. "I don't wanna talk to Daddy!" "Well what about the … Continue reading Year 4, Day 152 →

Year 4, Day 111

In the interest of having something for breakfast this morning, I snagged a banana on my way to the door. This was, as you might expect, a big mistake, since Miles never wants anything more than something YOU have that HE does not. Within seconds, Miles was reduced to a limp mass of toddler on … Continue reading Year 4, Day 111 →

Year 4, Day 95

Convincing Miles to do just about anything is a real challenge at this point. No matter what you suggest, Miles will always have a counter-offer, oftentimes in complete opposition to what he actually needs to do, which he will then alter as soon as it seems he might be appeased. Binary choices frequently don't work, … Continue reading Year 4, Day 95 →

Year 4, Day 61

I've written previously about how difficult it can be convincing Miles to eat regular meals, and an unfortunate consequence of this is that he frequently leaves us with no choice but to limit his take of precious, precious snack foods. While we've tried to be as explicit as possible in linking one to the other … Continue reading Year 4, Day 61 →

Year 3, Day 131: Baby’s First Road Rage!

After months of waiting for him to get a little more coordinated, I promised Miles that we would finally take his car out for a spin this weekend. He...uh...well let's just say it's going to be a while before he gets his permit.

Year 2, Day 308

There are four words that have become Miles's most frequent utterances. In fact, almost every interaction we have with him now is accompanied by one of these words...the cursed words that signal the coming storm of the "Terrible Twos"... "No." "Stop." "Move." "Mine." "No" is now Miles's initial reply to any question. We even turned … Continue reading Year 2, Day 308 →

Year 2, Day 231

Well, somebody wasn't happy about going to bed tonight...