The boy, his ball, and a basket

Isaac LOVES balls and baskets. He can spend an hour moving, throwing, and turning his less conventional toys. He especially likes a "race" in the basket, that means his pit crew (aka mommy or papa) pulls him around the dining room.

Baskets are not meant to put things in, but to be put in. A treasure! I can get it. Actually, Isaac doesn't use many words, but rather grunts.
WIPE OUT!

Don't worry-it took maybe five seconds to have that ball and another one and the boy all happily seated in the basket.