Isaac turns 3

 Isaac turned 3 on May 15! He's a universally adored little buddy. His obsession for many months now has been tractors, so we celebrated with an oreo crumble truck scene atop some brownies. 

Below is the cutest video of Isaac's tiny voice saying happy birthday as he soaks in his cake with typical chaos in the background

This boy adores trucks. For a while there, the majority of his limited vocabulary words were types of trucks.

 I saved up the dregs of cereal boxes for a bit so that he could play with edible dirt and all his trucks on his birthday. He approved. 

Another addition to our lives- songs by Twenty Trucks, a band which has written far more than 20 songs about trucks. His favorite is probably "Garbage Truck." It's really a banger. 

Checking out his truck sticker book

Our builder boy can frequently be found building with magnatiles in the loft. 

Isaac spends a lot of time playing with kids at the church between playgroup and volleyball. His best little friends are Cooper Ashcraft, Coulton Bues (although that friendship involves an unfortunate amount of punching), and the Gardner Girls. 

His absolute best bud is probably Annie. Or Breezy. Or Mimi and Grumpa. Or Bree. Actually, he adores a lot of people. He's a little fella with a big smile and a bigger heart.

We started potty training! It has come with some highs and lows. 

Quail chick trains were one of our many "keep Isaac near the potty" activities

...Not sure what led him to this pose. He chilled in the potty chair like this for a weirdly long time. 

Speaking of weird poses...

Isaac is an absolute light in our lives. He is so happy almost all the time and loves his people dearly. He is playful and imaginative. 

Every time he comes into our bed to snuggle, he wants to hide under the sheets and pretend it's a zebra cave. I bet you didn't even know zebras lived in caves. Sometimes the zebras eat other zebras. Other times they turn into lions to eat the zebras. He spends a weird amount of time playing games related to eating for a picky eater. 

We have no idea where he picked it up, but he frequently does this thing where he yells "KNIFE!" and pokes/chops people while pretending his hand is a knife. One time he said, "I'm just an Isaac. I knife people. Here's my knife!"

I can't imagine life without our Isaac to keep us laughing!