Baskets

Baskets have taken on a new meaning to Izaac the last couple months.

To him, they are simply stools. 

I haven't even realized how many baskets we actually have until now that I keep finding them flipped over everywhere. The laundry baskets are most certainly the worst as he usually has to dump clothes all over the place first in order to flip it... clean folded clothes I might add.

But at least he is learning how to solve his height problem. He is becoming quite the thinker.