Isaac fell on the concrete steps outside. My friend, Aletha, got him (since I was cleaning off her daughter's poo-infested feet) and when I came downstairs, he wasn't even crying. He was just sorta whining, "maaaaamaaaaa...maaaamaaaaa." Eric and I decided that when he falls, we are going to teach him to flex and yell, "I like that! Uhhh!" This will be slightly different than what Calvin does (cries and cries and needs cuddling every time he trips, falls or steps on a bug).
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