isaac is a beast. a bruiser. a monster. there is probably not a day that goes by that somebody doesn't make a comment about how we have got a football player on our hands. they don't tell us we have a quarterback mind you, they tell us we have a linebacker. rather than the guy who is tall and handsome and gets all the chicks, we have the guy that is big and fast and yells obscenities when he tackles people.
we had further confirmation yesterday when annie picked him from the nursery at church. apparently he had spent the morning taking the binki's from all the other children, and they informed her that he is "a bit aggressive". not that it comes as a huge shock to us, but it was a little amusing coming a sweet woman who takes care of dozens of other peoples' kids for hours at a time. a little embarrassing at first, we quickly came to realize it is just part of his personality, and therefore part of our world. other delightful aspects include the fact that:
in our world every toy eventually becomes a percussion instrument or projectile.
in our world there is 16 half gallons of milk in the fridge right now b/c it was on wicked sale and our son drinks 8-10 ounces several times each day.
in our world grammy saves the poop b/c it is so huge it defies logic. yep. serious. the exact description was "the biggest poop i have ever seen a child take".
in our world all i can do is grin, chuckle to myself, and say "that's my boy!"
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we also had some good, non-aggressive time with friends at moonlight beach tonight.
the two isaac's. my isaac is the one putting sand in his mouth.
brighton treats isaac very well. he is always making sure that he has enough food.
swinging is a new favorite.
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