One of the many things I love about Isaac is how easy he is to entertain.  He loves to play by himself; at times, he shoves David and I away when he's playing (though of course, we're still expected to watch and applaud from a distance).  Anything in the house has the potential to be a fun toy.  I don't think I've ever seen him bored.

Case in point--the limitless fun he can have with a chair.

First of course, he needs a break from the arduous task of climbing on it.

Then Isaac remembers that there's a light behind the chair.

Doesn't this pose seem slightly risque?  Perhaps he'll become a chippendale dancer.

And apparently he turned into a zombie baby here.  He does have a taste for human flesh, the little biter.   

 Here he is doing the splits.

This is the best "stomping" photo we've been able to get. 

And then he slides off, ready for his next adventure.  The kitchen cabinets are calling!