And last night...

Yesterday was another tough day with Isaac.  At bedtime, we are just done.  DONE.  As he's lying in bed, he calmly says "I think tonight I will dream about punching you in the face."  Oh.  My.  WHAT?!?!?!

So what does this all mean???

So the past few days have been a little rough with Isaac.  We are all about to jump out of a window.   A very high window. 

So tonight I try to have a little heart-to-heart with him.  I ask "Isaac.  What is it about this family that you like?  YOUR family?"  He replies "we sweat, we toot and we burp."  That's it?  Good talk, son.