His thoughtful spot is... stair number three.
Here he is with a baseball. He is happily entertained with his dreams of one day becoming a famous pitcher. (For the Braves) However, he is not carrying a Braves ball. I have no idea which one it is.
When I confronted Isaac and asked him if he wanted to come play with Mommy, his reply was...
"Well," I said, "OK. Can Mommy play here with you?"
He decided to show me another place where I could play. Far away from him.
I can take a hint. He was safe and entertained, so I moved on.
He waited until I was far enough away before resuming his dreams of Pro Baseball stardom.
Isaac had his 18 month visit to the doctor today. Apparently, he remembered the office from his last visit and was not very well behaved for Daddy. (I did not take him so I can save my days for maternity leave) Isaac was found to be healthy, if not happy, and received three shots.
Joe deserves kudos for taking Isaac and putting up with a lot! Way to go, Joe!!