isaac has been saying some pretty good stuff lately… rewind?: while watching the macy’s thanksgiving day parade, he saw the spiderman float and ran to get grampa terry, and said, “grampa turdy, you are not going to believe this. it is amazing. hold on… i just have to fast-backwards to it.” mom v. sarah: lately, […]
derek came down from putting isaac to bed and gave me the prayer rundown: “thank you for mom and dad and that they can sleep good tonight and that me and anna will sleep good. and thank you that tomorrow morning i can wake up and get a star and feed lucy and get another […]
Background: Isaac got a new ball with a handle on it, which he hasn’t completely mastered yet. He was bouncing dangerously close to Anna, who was on the floor on a blanket. Also, we utilize pinching as a disciplinary technique…. Me: if you jump on anna’s head, I’ll pinch your butt 100 times. I’ll pinch […]
Last night, I was lying in isaac’s bed when he started talking about our last visit to ny and when we broke down. Here’s what he said… “yeah… And when we smashed our car… Into the other car… And it broke… And the engineer put it up high and fixed it… And it was good […]
the other day, while my mom was here, an interesting thing happened… isaac was upstairs playing by himself. i think anna was asleep (or more likely, my mom was holding/spoiling her). isaac started down the stairs with a small puzzle box in his hand, announcing he had a “special derivery” for me. he knelt down […]
this story happened quite awhile back… many times, isaac will stop us in the midst of what we’re doing and say, “mom/dad, i have to tell you something… i love you so much”. it’s very sweet and he’s stocking up some good bonus points for the times when he says not so nice things… one […]
in new york:jake: isaac, do you want some skittles?isaac: i have to ask mom first.(pitter patter of feet as he comes to find me).isaac: mom, can i ask you if i can have some skittles.me: yes.(pause).isaac: can i have some skittles? at a rest stop:a man, who was most likely a biker, dressed in a […]
me: isaac, what do you want for christmas? isaac: nothing. me: i thought you said you wanted “hiro” the train? isaac: i do want hiro the train. me: for christmas? isaac: no. for my train set.