Miles has been going to physical therapy for a couple months now, and while he has made substantial strides (HA!) in crawling, he is still extremely reluctant to get on his feet. While this does seem to have more to do with his emotional tendencies than his actual physical capabilities, he has appeared to become … Continue reading Year 2, Day 49 – Operation: Babywalk Begins
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Year 2, Day 35
It's April Fool's Day, and I have once again positioned myself as the biggest of fools, agreeing to assemble yet another madness-inducing, hellspawned contraption for Miles. This one, a Step 2 "Fun Climber" for him to clamber onto in the backyard. Maybe it was the large pieces or the appearance that they all interlock with … Continue reading Year 2, Day 35
Year 2, Day 23
I don't exactly know what I expected the cognitive development of a baby to look like in observable terms, but seeing how Miles interacts with the world is always surprising. This week, he's started playing with one of his new toys -- one of those wooden boxes with shapes cut out of it and various … Continue reading Year 2, Day 23
Year 2, Day 12
Of all the gifts Miles received for his birthday, perhaps the largest was the ball pit he received from Aunt Andrea and Uncle Scott. This nightmare apparatus has remained safely housed in its box all week, but when I woke up this morning, I found that Jaclyn had already set about preparing it for use. … Continue reading Year 2, Day 12
Year 2, Day 2
Advance warning, and I do apologize for this -- this post gets moderately racist due to a particular anecdote from my childhood. When I was a kid, my dad threw the term "Jap bastard" around a lot. Not in reference to actual Japanese people, whom as near as I can tell my dad had no … Continue reading Year 2, Day 2
Day 348
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
Day 344
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
Day 319
Just a young lad lounging as he contemplates a cube.
Day 302
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
Day 266: The First Dipsgiving
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
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 