Ice Man

My sweet, helpful little Isaac. I was tucking him into bed and he had a spiderman that I didn't see with him.

He said, "Say goodnight to Spiderman."
I said, "Oh, are you Spiderman?"
"No."
"Are you Batman?"
"No"
"Well, who are you then?"
"I Isaac, sUpERhERo!"

He's a squeaky clean kind of kid, laying out his clothes before he puts them on, enjoys making his bed.
He's able to leap off tall couches in a single bound, landing on our ChilSac.
Eats all his veggies.