Year 3, Day 203

With a rare morning off today, I wasn't exactly in a hurry to get out of bed. When Miles finally came into the room, he was eager to take advantage of this, clambering up into the bed and plopping down beside me. "I'm going to tell you a story, daddy!" he declared, clearly seeing an … Continue reading Year 3, Day 203 →

Year 3, Day 171

Whenever I'm the first one in Miles's room in the morning, I always ask him the same two questions: "Did you have a good sleep?" and "Did you have good dreams?" If he answers "yes" to the second question, I'll follow up with, "What did you dream about?" Today was the first time he ever … Continue reading Year 3, Day 171 →

Year 3, Day 144

I awoke around 4:00 in the morning to the sound of Miles wailing. "MOMMY!" he cried. "MOMMMMMMMYYYYYYY!" "Can you go get him?" Jaclyn mumbled. "I've already been up with him for a long time." Maybe it was my grogginess, but Jaclyn's semi-conscious statement was met with skepticism. Nevertheless, I got out of bed and staggered … Continue reading Year 3, Day 144 →

Year 3, Day 113

The very first things I heard this morning: MILES (over the monitor): "UGHHHH...MY PENIS..." JACLYN (groggy, waking up): "SIGH, I knew he was going to wet the bed..."

Year 3, Day 100

One of Miles's new favorite early morning activities: digging out ointments, baby powder, and other salves and arranging them on his rocking chair.

Year 3, Day 63

This morning I was summoned to Miles's room because his mother "couldn't find him." Can you?

Year 2, Day 341

On a good morning, it takes me considerable time to wake up. My corporeal form may rise from my bed and begin gadding about at 8:00, but it is fueled not by conscious thought but rather involuntary muscle movements and instinct. I don't actually achieve consciousness some time after that. I bring this up because … Continue reading Year 2, Day 341 →

Year 2, Day 326

I woke up this morning to the sound of Jaclyn telling me she was going to the gym (it was 5:30 AM). Despite being barely conscious, I still recognized how absolutely insane it is to get up for ANYTHING that early in the morning but hey, you do you, Jaclyn. I woke up AGAIN to … Continue reading Year 2, Day 326 →

Year 2, Day 285

The older he gets, the more aware Miles becomes of daily routines around the house. For instance, he may not understand exactly what motivates me to get out of bed yet, but he is starting to grasp what I need once I do decide to get up. Mornings like today, when Miles is out of … Continue reading Year 2, Day 285 →

Year 2, Day 270

Today is my FORTIETH birthday, and while I'm not always big on celebrating this sort of thing (last weekend not withstanding), there was absolutely no way I would've rather woken up today than hearing Miles merrily singing, "Haaa-bee deh do-doo! Haaa-bee deh do-doo!" as he walked into our bedroom this morning.