Boo (and Before)

Isaac has a new favorite hang-out spot. If we knew he only wanted a box and not his own room, it would have made looking for a new apartment a lot easier.

Isaac surveys the unpacking from his perch on the carpet. Meanwhile, the exhausted underpaid grut workers lay at his feet.
Ahhh, the spice rack. Your still #1.

One day Cliff said; "Margo, come quick and bring the camera!" Isaac had pulled one of Cliff's ties off his tie hanger and had, by him self, wrapped it around his shoulders. Here's the picture.

Checking out the new local playround.

Us scooping out the pumpkin guts.
We carved a little pumpkin for our little pumpkin boy. Cliff designed the pumpkin mouth: two teeth on top and bottom, just like Isaac.
Isaac was a Lion this Halloween. (Roaaar). He was the smiley-est little lion Manhattan had ever seen.