Isaac commissioned an artwork from Paul. First, I tried: "Eye!" Isaac said. So I drew a huge capital I. "Ssssss" he hissed. I drew an S, on top of the I. Isaac did not approve: "No no no!" Rachel laughed. "He wants you to write his name. He knows the S comes after the I." So I tried again: "ISAAC." So far so good. "Mama!" Isaac demanded. I wrote "MAMA." "No no no!" He wanted a
drawing of Mama.
Isaac was out of confidence. It was Paul's turn. He wrote Isaac and drew Mama and Dada and Wawa [Matthew] and Issa [Melissa] and Baby (in Dad's arm). Isaac was pleased. He took the drawing over to each family member and proudly pointed out their avatar.
Isaac likes to hold Baby. He is a gentle brother, and solicitous of his sister, as three year olds go. "Baby sad!" he will say if she cries, and get her a pacifier or a toy.
Isaac eats part of Matthew's bible. I'm still waiting for him to outgrow the wanton destruction phase.
With Uncle Brian.
Blowing bubbles.
Packing a "lunch," just like the big kids.
Another episode of destruction, this one of Rachel's
Eternal Sonata game manual. Sigh.
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