Dear Miles, One day you may read about the Newtown Connecticut school shooting or perhaps you’ll hear it mentioned on the news one day in the future and I want you to know that all school shootings or mass shootings for that matter are horrible but there is something extremely scary about this particular incident.  […]

Dear Miles, You’re a difficult child.  There’s really no point in sugar-coating that because it’s who you are.  You’re a pain in the ass and I have accepted that.  You are difficult when it comes to most things and I say most things because believe or not, there are a few areas of your life […]

Dear Miles, Happy second birthday my sweet boy.  You are now a bouncing, screaming, defiant little toddler ready to enter the Hell that is the second year of life.  Your defiant independent nature is nothing new but I can’t help feel a twinge of utter helplessness when I know what the year may have in […]

Dear Miles, What do you do when you are startled out of bed in the wee hours of the morning by a screaming toddler – a toddler who knows only one volume when they speak?  When I walk in to the bedroom, I discover a boy with disheveled hair, big bright eyes, and very soiled […]

Dear Miles, I’m sorry to inform you but Olivia has turned you in to her very own life size doll.  You are at that right age where you’re gullible enough to do what ever she says and still small enough that when you don’t want to do something she tells you to do, she’s still […]

Dear Miles, You are proving to be the quintessential boy.  Everything I feared about boys is so far coming true – you’re loud, messy, a cyclone of terror and destruction and I’m quite certain that you are determined to injure every part of your body a dozen times over in the course of your lifetime.  […]

Dear Miles, My perfect record as a parent ended quite some time ago but what really solidified the demise of my record was you breaking your leg.  Not only did you break your leg, you did it while sitting on my lap.  We were at the park and I was trying desperately to hold an […]

Dear Miles, We have come to the moment where I realize you’re growing up way too fast.  It’s pretty remarkable how one minute you have this tiny helpless baby who is just a lump in your arms and the next thing you know, poof, toddler.  I have to be honest, you’re a pain in the […]

Dear Miles, You ate a complete pork chop the other night for dinner.  I mention this because it is both amazing and incredibly frightening.  How does an eighteen month old put down an entire cut of meat?  I am informed by your Pediatrician how incredibly wonderful this is – you’re eating well and you’re eating […]