I came home last night to learn that Miles "had a bad day" at daycare. Before Jaclyn elaborated further, I asked Miles about it. His lips were sealed but, like a dog with its tail preemptively tucked between its legs, his guilt was unmistakeable as he diverted his eyes and eventually made his way to … Continue reading Year 3, Day 212
In an effort to replicate his daycare experience at home, Jaclyn acquired a small table and chairs for Miles to use. This morning, he dragged one of the chairs across the house and instructed me to sit.