As he's grown older, Isaac has become more and more fascinated with Senor--especially because he's not allowed to touch him. Most of the time, it's not an issue because Senor lives in the office downstairs, but mornings are tricky because we put Senor in the dining room at night (the office is unheated), which is Isaac-land. So sometimes, when I forget he's there, Isaac tries to smack (i.e. pet) the walking rock. Naturally--and understandably--Senor hates Isaac; it's an unrequited love for our youngest child.
On this morning, though, there was a genuine dispute between the two. You see, they both wanted to sit on the heat grate. Senor was there first, but apparently Isaac believes that might makes right, so he shoved his turtle brother aside.
Somehow, victory is so much sweeter when the vanquished is forced to watch in your triumph. Notice Senor cowering in terror of the jolly green giant.
Don't be too hard on Isaac though--he just wants to imitate Marilyn Monroe.
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