Isaacisms

One of the things I love about Isaac is his inquisitive nature. Additionally, he is fine-tuning his reasoning skills, with often hillarious results. The following are a couple of my favorite "Isaacisms" from the past two days:

1-Isaac and I were talking about where meat comes from and why it is important to not waste or eat excessive amounts of meat. Isaac thought for a minute and responded, "God must have made the plant-eating dinosaurs before the meat-eaters. Otherwise, they wouldn't have anything to eat."

2-Isaac and I were going through baby pics this evening. An hour later he came to me and said, "Mom, I wish some babies would stay little forever, like Ashton was." (I had to smile in agreement)
Me: "Would you like another baby sister or brother?"
Isaac: "Yeah."
Me: "But that means Mommy and Daddy would be very busy taking care of the baby. Babies are lots of work. Would that be OK?"
Isaac: "Yeah . . . Maybe we should get a dog. Are dogs lots of work?"
Me: "Yes Isaac, but not as much as babies. Would you rather have a dog or a baby?"
Isaac: "Both are good."

3-Aukai was teaching Isaac about liquid vs. solid states, using mostly edible liquids as examples. As a result, Isaac started to associate liquid with edible. A few minutes later I was with Isaac in the bathroom. He asked, "Mom, is pee a poisonous liquid?"
I started to get into nitrogenous waste and then, realizing that this was way over his head truncated my answer to "Yes, Isaac." (This is the problem with having a medical student Mom.) He then asked, "Mom does all poop come from bums?"
Me: "Yes, Isaac."
Isaac: "Oh, well then you don't want to eat poop, because you don't know what bum it came from . . . fox bums, doggy bums."
Me: "I can think of a couple other reasons you wouldn't want to eat poop."

Needless to say, Isaac is keeping us on our toes, and we love him for it.

Addendum: In regards to scenario #2, it has come to the author's attention that the anecdote might be misconstrued to mean that the author is currently gestating (pregnant). It must be noted that although the author may be "baby hungry" given her current state of affairs (completing her OB/GYN rotation and in contact with more than 8 friends currently gestating or in possession of a neonate), she has positively no intention of becoming "with child" any point in the near future and relieves herself of all responsibility for rumors, hopes or disapproval based on any misinterpretation of said scenario. I am NOT pregnant.

Happy Halloween!

Luckily, I finished my shelf exam for Peds Halloween morning, which meant I had the rest of the day to spend with the fam.

Aukai and I dressed up as "fire and ice."

Ashton didn't like his original costume, so we had a last minute change to Jack Frost. We made a sparkly wand that he swung around while saying "trick or treat." Everyone loved his hair.

Isaac flapping in his "pelican" costume. (Don't argue. :) )

Letchworth in the Fall

We have always been told that the perfect time to see Letchworth (also known as the Grand Canyon of the East) is in mid October. So . . . we decided to test it out. Unfortunately, several thousand other people had the same thought, but the weather was perfect and it was BEAUTIFUL!

Ashton enjoying a fall apple. I asked Ashton what his favorite color is this morning while driving home from church. Usually he will say orange (he is obsessed with orange) but today he paused for a minute, then said, "Umm . . . Jesus." It's good to know he is learning his 'sunday school answers.'

I think this speaks for itself. :)

Middle Falls.

Isaac inspecting a bug.

Isaac did us the service of reading this sign as follows: "No, no, no! This is an incredibly long waterfall. It is a very long way down. Do not sit on the rock wall. If you do, you will break your head open and fall. And then all the rest of it says 'you will fall in the water'." Needless to say, we didn't dare sit on the wall after a warning like that.

Why I fear for my amphibious neighbors . . .

It has recently been brought to my attention that terror has struck the brave frogs and toads who have taken up residence at Whipple Park. Truly leaders among their froggy kingdom, these spring-legged heroes are frequently abducted, held hostage in jars and buckets on tricycles, poked, prodded and squeezed. The worst part? Bystanders not only fail to intervene; they encourage such ruthless crimes by posting pictures on their blogs to "brag" about "how cute" the perpetrators are. In the name of toadanity and froggy rights, I propose that such acts be stopped immediately. Please spend a few moments to appreciate the following pieces of evidence:

Due to the intense cold, these prisoners did not have the metabolic means to jump free, despite the apparent open hand. Such images create the deception that these green citizens are content with the current state of affairs.

Do not be deceived by the sweet smile and pale blue eyes of this boy. Note the small froggy hostage in his left hand.

This picture carried the blatently inappropriate label "He's such a cutie."

This perpetrator takes the stance of a super-hero, apparently a frequent game of the oppressing state.

Inspecting their next victim . . .

Pirate Campout

Fisherman's Wharf.

So, these are all old, but what can I say, I'm catching up. On our way home from Oregon in July, we stopped at Fisherman's Wharf in San Fransisco. AMAZING! We loved San Fran, and hope to spend more time there in the future.

Just some fun pics.