Playing guitar on the toilet. So punk.
We took Miles to get a haircut this afternoon, a trip that granted Miles his first taste of suckers and a thirst for exploration.
I think it's safe to say that Miles enjoys Christmas. With gift exchanges at both Jaclyn's dad's house and my parents' home, he had plenty of time to get accustomed to being showered with gifts. Of course, he had to start his day like his father -- by drinking a cuppa joe (or pretending to, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 304
Before we headed off to visit our respective families for the holiday, we took a few minutes to let Miles ransack and pillage his Christmas stocking. After insisting for several minutes that he'd rather have my stocking (despite my insistence that this would prove FAR more boring than his), Miles finally opened his own and … Continue reading Year 2, Day 302
My son has finally gotten comfortable around lightsabers. TOO comfortable.
Yesterday, we lost someone who has managed to be an influence on both my childhood and, now, my son's. Although he's far too young to realize it now, Miles already adores the work of Caroll Spinney, the performer who brought us the iconic and beloved Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch. As a tribute, here's … Continue reading Year 2, Day 287
On a recent trip back to Myrtle Beach, Miles acquired three different puzzles that formerly belonged to my cousin's son. One puzzle depicts a fire truck, another the letters of the alphabet, and the third a variety of animals. Miles absolutely loves these puzzles, can identify many of the pieces, and is even getting pretty … Continue reading Year 2, Day 262