Nicest Thing
Izzy was a man (baby) on a mission, though. He couldn't let himself be distracted by beautiful things, not today. He took in a deep breath and started to work.
The latches were tricky to undo from the inside of the crib. Izzy, however, had been preparing himself for this moment for days. One coloring pencil here (I don't like the way crayons feel in my hands, Papa!), one rubber band there (My match the memory cards can't get messy, Papa, I'll lose them!) and Izzy was ready. Through trial and error, he managed to reach around the bars and loop the rubber band on the latch on one side, then on the other. He was such a sneaky little boy.
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Izzy is being naughty, even though he is in fact trying to be good. Papa won't be pleased.
