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The Monkey Mobile

I've been thinking about getting one of those bike mobiles that you can attach to the back of your bike to haul Isaak around on. We were visiting Cory's sister Heather and she has one so we thought we'd try it out...At the beginning, he was thinking that it was pretty cool. He was smiling and talking away...Then he realized he was trapped!!!! He fought, pushed, and shoved trying to escape. He became distraught. Crying and whining trying to tell us that he needed help to get out!Isaak falling as he tries to free himself...no worries...he was safe. I was right there taking pics His face of joy as we unzipped the top to free him from his netty prison. We decided not to get one for obvious reasons......

This picture has nothing to do with the Monkey mobile, but I love his eyes!!! so pretty--we love to go on walks so we bundle him all up in the stroller so he stays nice and toasty.

Comments

Heather said…
Such cute pictures. Kysia said he was screaming so Cory had to come back from the ride early. I can't believe you took down the video! You should of seen me doing the cheer with Kysia, in my pregnant state! It was pretty!
DottieLou said…
get one of those seats for the back of the bike... he is a cutie...
EA said…
I would have to say that in these pics Issak looks more like you. I think it is his eyes - gorgeous.
What a funny lil guy!
Megan said…
Sadie...I sent you a text message a few days ago, but not sure if you got it or not. Thank you SOOO much for coming to visit and bringing lunch! Your taco soup was delicious...and the pumpking cookies YUM!! Come visit anytime, I won't be going anywhere ;)
Megan said…
somehow I was signed into scott's email account and it left the message in his name! sorry....Megan
Haha he is such a cutie! Too bad he didn't like the mobile. lol
EA said…
Hey Sadie! I heard that Beatles song, "Sexy Sadie" today and I thought of you.
I wish there was a song with my name in it! haha

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