I woke this morning to the sound of Miles's fussing piping through out baby monitor. It took me a few seconds of groggy semi-consciousness to realize that I hadn't also heard a "Can you go check on him?" coming from Jaclyn. I rolled over to find that she had already gotten in the shower, and … Continue reading Day 348
Last night, I experienced a parental rite of passage -- I stepped, HARD, on one of Miles's toys for the first time. And let me tell you, I almost wish it had been a nail instead. I bellowed immediately on realizing my folly, limping over to the dinner table muttering every expletive one could think … Continue reading Day 344
Just a young lad lounging as he contemplates a cube.
This weekend has been a whirlwind precursor to Miles's First Christmas™, filled with friends, family, and presents (and, on one case, notarized documents). Miles's grandmother continued her attempts to curry the young boy's favor. He opened some gifts from Audrey. Miles was inspired by his new book to become a Boss Baby himself, then promptly … Continue reading Day 302
Last night, we hosted a "friendsgiving" event called Dipsgiving, the goal of which is to strip away some of the formality (and silverware) of traditional Thanksgiving dishes by turning them all into dips. I wasn't sure exactly how the event would turn out, but I'm fortunate to have a ton of friends who really threw … Continue reading Day 266: The First Dipsgiving
One of Miles's new "things" is placing items on the bottom shelf of the coffee table then immediately removing them. Sometimes the process is...well...easier than other times.
Miles considers the Trek vs. Wars debate.