Drawing from experience

I knew one day Isaac would give up his glorious, 3-hour daily nap. I have prayed to numerous voodoo gods to keep this day at bay. Quickly now I am losing that battle. If our morning activities don't involve raucous physical activity, I can now be guaranteed that Isaac won't nap.

Yesterday Isaac didn't take a nap for the second day in a row. You can imagine we were bored of doing quiet things in the house; luckily I remembered that we have a baby monitor. How many billions of years has it been since we used that? So the Isaac and I climbed trees in the backyard. I actually mean that I climbed with him -- usually I am stuck on the ground as Jacob's spotter. Isaac really enjoyed having a grown-up climbing partner. I didn't understand just how much until we went inside and he drew a picture as a present for me: