What Daddy Does At Work

Monday morning we were getting ready to leave for work/daycare, and Miles kept giving me these really weird looks (mouth pursed; eyebrows furrowed, one up one down; eyes squinty; don't ask me how he pulled all that off, but he did). I asked him what he was doing, and he said, "I'm Daddy." I said, "Hi, Daddy, what are you doing today?" He said, "I'm going to work." I asked him what he does at work, and he answered, "I go to church and play games and don't bring them home with me."

Yes We Can

Okay, so this isn't STRICTLY Miles and Macey related, but it's historic, it's a part of what was going on in their childhood, and --most importantly-- this is my only tiny little public medium. So here it is:

Miles Discovers Something You Probably Didn't Know

Miles ran into the bathroom this morning with a fascinating observation:

"Hey Mom!! When... when... when... when... [thoughtful pause]... When you brush your teeth, and then you drink some juice, a lot of juice, it tastes like yuck."