If I Could Just Get Him to Do This at 3am....

Isaac wheeled into the kitchen this morning (He is on a "ride-on" toy kick right now) and asked, "Where da boppy go?". I directed him to the living room and he scooted away in search of the boppy. I finished preparing Evelyn's bottle.

I entered the living room to find Isaac sitting on the couch, boppy in lap, burp cloth in hand, little mouth saying, "I feed baby Evelyn." The child was on a mission and who was I to interfere?

I carefully placed Evelyn in his arms and he dutifully gave her about two ounces of her bottle before he complained of his arm hurting. I took roughly twenty pictures during this process because shots of the two of them together are quite rare these days.

Since Isaac apparently has "Baby Feeding 101" down to a fine art, we are going to tackle "How to Unload the Dishwasher in Three Easy Steps" this afternoon.