Isaac really sings almost everything…well at least when he is happy. Now that he is more imaginative and communicative his little singing voice tells us everything that is going on in his little head.
Yesterday we were all in the kitchen cooking, Isaac was up on his stool singing away. He got down and went upstairs still singing, but changed the words. I can’t remember exactly what he said but the basic drift was he’d peed his pants and needed new undies because his were wetland so was his chair. After a few times, Zach asked him if he peed, and where, sure enough there was a puddle under his chair. We were so busy, I doubt we would have noticed and just assumed we’d spilt water on the ground. Poor like ISA. Gave himself away.