Gosh, I just love this little kid. His willfulness tempered by his humor, with just a splash of sweetness.
His one liners lately have been hilarious, like "I have to go potty! I don't want to poop in my underoos!"
While pushing Ezra and I on the swing "My muscles are so strong, like Daddy's!"
Unfortunately, I believe he's gotten his fashion savvy from his Dad. He insisted on having his pockets pulled out and you've got to love the matching Lightning bandaids.
If you follow me on Instagram [which I keep private to those I recognize], you were along for the ride Friday night as we finalized our swingset purchase.
Isaac was more than happy to spend a little time in the riding lawn mower area, of the 2nd Menards of the night:
After dealing with a less than intelligent worker at the first Menard's, we finally had success!
Now . . . to have the time to assemble it in time for Isaac's birthday. For the past couple birthdays and Christmases for the boys we had asked for contributions towards a swingset, so we were able to get a nice one with what we'd put aside as well.
Currently Isaac's favorite thing is to dig in the dirt in our backyard, so I.can't.wait until he has something fun to play on!
After the Menard's trip, Tony gave Isaac some stir sticks. He originally used them to just hit things, but then decided by crossing them that it was an airplane. How sweet is that?
While driving in the car recently Isaac asked Tony "Drive faster Daddy! I want my fingers windy!"
And also, while driving, I asked Isaac was Ezra was doing, because I couldn't see him. He casually responded "Playing with his face." Confused, I finally realized what he meant and asked "Do you mean rubbing his eyes?" "Yup!"