Year 5, Day 276

One of our newly-instated house rules concerns not entering a room with a closed door without first knocking and being told you can enter. The bathroom is really the primary space we're talking about, of course, and while I appreciate Miles not barging into the actual toilet while I was in there this evening, I … Continue reading Year 5, Day 276 →

Year 5, Day 261

On Friday, the world lost someone who was certainly one of the biggest icons of my middle school years (and onward, really) -- Kevin Conroy, the longtime voice of Batman across countless animated projects and video games. Given his impact on me, and knowing Miles's own interest in the character, I focused quite a bit … Continue reading Year 5, Day 261 →

Year 5, Day 253: Baby’s First Live Show!

Over the course of my years in Charlotte, I've had the pleasure of enjoying some outstanding shows at Ovens Auditorium. Sufjan Stevens. Rent. John Cleese and Eric Idle. John Prine, for God's sake. Well today, we took Miles to that same venue for his first live show ever, and Lord help me, it was PAW … Continue reading Year 5, Day 253: Baby’s First Live Show! →

Year 5, Day 168

Miles's Bathtime Ice Cream Stand, where flavors include orange, mango, and seaweed salad and no scoops are used because "I can just use my hand."

Year 5, Day 155

A week in, Miles is still pretty nervous around the puppy, but they are starting to warm up to each other a bit. I'm not sure which one of them is teaching the other about tug of war here, but it's nice to see them getting along!

Year 5, Day 143

Tragedy struck today, as Jaclyn decided now was the time to scale down Miles's bikes and scooters. In truth, he's grown out of many of them, using newer, larger ones when venturing outdoors (which also hasn't been happening much lately as hot as it's been). None of this meant that 1) Miles wasn't going to … Continue reading Year 5, Day 143 →

Year 5, Day 81

One of the low-key best parts of my job is selecting tchotchkes and crap to go into our prize boxes at work. If you've ever stepped foot inside a pediatric dentist's office, you know exactly the sort of junk I'm talking about -- small, poorly painted, 75% slime and bouncy balls. Well last year I … Continue reading Year 5, Day 81 →

Year 5, Day 80

Miles graciously prepared a lunch for me today. Housed within this plastic egg, it was not to be opened until I was at work. ...ah. Lunch.

Year 5, Day 53

This past weekend, in an effort to appease Miles's persistent desires to 1) go outside and 2) break the ever-loving s*** out of something, I pulled out one of his birthday gifts -- a gemstone digging set. Couple of things: 1) that slab, while soft enough to chip apart, is still pretty hard to hammer … Continue reading Year 5, Day 53 →

Year 5, Day 40

"Daddy, look. I ORGANIZED things!" Sure. You didn't "just not want to put things away." You "ORGANIZED" them. In a heap. On the floor.