Every day's an adventure with Iris Mae. Who knows where this Johnny Jump-Up seat may take us?

In other people's clothes... While Iris puts on a flannel button-up that her grandmother once wore, Isaac throws on a winter hat and has an argument involving his parents' tennis shoes. "Why don't these come in my size?" He demands answers before resigning to a theatrical flop on the floor.

It's a date. No need to look so suspect, son. And just because you finish your brownie first does not mean Mommy's is up for grabs.

Gilled and confused. On Halloween, Isaac ponders the implications of this 6-12 month golden number. It may be just a smidge too Vegas show-girly for his taste.
Flower to flower. Iris gives a glance of disapproval. As if to say, there's only room for one flower in this house, boy.
Petal pink just looks better on her. He's able to come to terms with this truth.Show-time! By the time guests and trick-or-treaters arrive, Isaac decides last minute to be a tiny version of Beck (circa Odelay period). However, this 70's JCPenney shirt complimented him so well, people just assumed he was going as himself. That's just one of the many occupational hazards of being a full-time hipster, Isaac realizes.