Third morning in the crib, this is how I found Isaac.
I could take this two ways.
One: look at all this room I have to wiggle, yea!
Or two: this bed is so large and frightening I will just move into the corner to feel safer.
If I go by the smile he greeted me with then it's option one.
And one more thing, Spring has Sprung!
If I am interpreting that look correctly, I believe he is wondering how he could get the new and wonderous, purple and white things in his mouth.