Once and a while our youngest will sidle up to me and say, "Daddy, draw me." So I do. He insists I draw him again. I do. And again. And again. Pretty soon, I'm tired of drawing him. So something like this turns up. He, of course, edits the captions to make all these lovely pictures appear to be me. I don't mind.
He did consent to remain "President Isaac," however. Go figure. No ego on that kid.
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