Year 3, Day 67

Sometimes I walk into Miles's bedroom after he's spent some quiet time in there and I just have to wonder, "What is this kid even doing?"

Year 3, Day 60

Despite some initial apprehensions, Miles has become fascinated with lightsabers. He'll find random objects around the house (some "saber-like" and some...really not) and start swinging them around while making "KSSSH" noises. It's really pretty heartwarming.Even more heartwarming was an exchange between Miles and his mother that I was thankfully around to hear today."Miles has a … Continue reading Year 3, Day 60 →

Year 3, Day 41

Miles has reached the "walk around the house whacking s@#$ with stick*" phase of his youth. * Or, as he calls it, "Me hammer."

Year 3, Day 38

Retrieving a toy from the dark recesses beneath Miles's bed and realizing too late that it was a trap.

Year 3, Day 35

When our friends from Europe visited last November, they brought Miles a farm animal matching game that allows kids to string together a series of animals and props to mirror sequences on a card. While he doesn't quite understand how to match these sequences, he loves playing with the figures, cards, and (weirdly) the instruction … Continue reading Year 3, Day 35 →

Year 3, Day 12

One of the gifts Miles received at his birthday party last week was an outdoor adventure set (and, if you're familiar with our group of friends, you can probably guess who was responsible for that gift). We opened it today and let Miles start checking out the binoculars, compass, and (surprisingly strong, honestly) flashlight. I … Continue reading Year 3, Day 12 →

Year 3, Day 11

A child's mind is a sponge, just constantly learning and incorporating new information. But the things that take hold are frequently surprising. For instance, where did Miles learn to count off using drumsticks? Yeah, he went a little overboard the second time there, but still, that isn't something instinctual, is it?

Year 3, Day 8

This morning before we left for daycare, Miles took the liberty of preparing breakfast. Yes, that is the top bun from a burger sitting on top of a pizza, but it's the thought that counts.

Year 2, Day 355

Sleepless nights, constant noise, crap (both figurative and literal) all over the floor...all some of parenthood's more challenging aspects. None, however, compare to the sheer rage manifested during the assembly of new toys. As Miles's birthday draws ever closer, so too does the barrage of exciting, large toys that I'll get to build. And wouldn't … Continue reading Year 2, Day 355 →