Training up a child

This picture was a fun one.  On Saturday, we went to a baby shower at a friend's house.  (There is an odd tradition of husbands sitting on the back patio during the baby showers with my current battaslion).  Anyway, there is a 14th century churh half a block from their house.  Isaac and I explored a little while before goign to the shower.  This picture was taken just outside of the church yard.  At one point, this was the village's wall. 

Sunday afternoon, I began the process of preparing Isaac for a very important part of his life as a big brother, preventing any little boy from ever asking his sister out.  Basically, I taught him to say, "No boy is good enough for Claire."  When she's about 12, I'll start a rumor that I have PTSD.  Hopefully, between that and Isaac, we'll push Claire's first date until 3 months after I'm dead.