There's a Bad Guy under our couch!
Isaac now has a toy that is officially named "bad guy". The other day he woke up and his first question was "where's the bad guy?' I guess the "good guy" must always be on his guard when there's a bad guy on the loose. This bad guy gets put on time-outs, often. Yesterday when I was about to use the microwave, I found the bad guy sitting in there awaiting his sentence. Fortunately, for the "bad guy" and the well being of the microwave, the executioner couldn't get the power or radioactive phasor going. Thank goodness for the safety button which was previously implemented by the “good guy’s” superiors?