Isaac is big. And cuddly. Like his sister at this age, he doesn't have too much hair, just a fuzz. If he gets close while lying in bed he might snuggle in. It's like being attacked by a huge firm peach as he wiggles his head to try and get it in his desired placement. It's not how I pictured being attacked by giant fruit, but much more desirable.
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