Sunday, January 18, 2009

Oh Isaac . . .

As I was coming upstairs a moment ago, I ran into Isaac - he was trying to lug a huge, antique suitcase of ours down the stairs. I stopped him, and asked where he was headed. He solemnly responded, "I'm going to war."

My room has now been turned into a library. He just informed me that he is "one of those bad guys who don't follow the rules in the library" and then gave me $200 in fake bills as his "payment to go to war. So that, in case I die, my parents have money to buy a cradle."

2 comments:

children of the farm said...

Issac:) he is so cute!!

meg

annie hall said...

hahahahahahahahahhahahaha i wish isaac didn't have to grow up. i want him to stay this cute FOREVER!