Tonight Henry is in the living room, wrestling with Mike and giggling his fool head off. He's a wild child with the biggest heart, more energy than I know what to do with and a sense of humor that's a smidge bit warped.
He brought me a dandelion and proudly proclaimed "I got you a flower! You can take it to work and show your boss!" Best flower I've ever received.
Tonight he told us with pointing hand gestures, "When you tell me it's time for a bath, I'm going to just go! When you tell me it's time for bed, I'm going to just go! When you tell me it's time to go to school, I'm going to just go!" I smiled and said that I thought it was a good idea. He coyly smiled and jumped on the couch. We'll see how all that goes tonight.
During a talk with Mike, who hadn't shaved his head in a few days, he said lovingly "Daddy, you have some hair growing in." I died laughing. Mike humbly thanked him.
After coming out of church, "I didn't pee in my pants so can we sit down at Chipotle?" (He had a minor leakage accident several weeks ago and wasn't allowed to go into Chipotle after church; apparently he learned his lesson. You pee your pants, no going to Chipotle.
An insect/spider bite on his hand got infected so we had to make a trip to the doc for antibiotics. He was so excited to tell me all about his broken hand that had a hole in it. A flare for the dramatics.
Daddies make the best jungle gyms.
Eating Orange Tic Tacs and proclaimed "Yum, these taste like apples!"
We stopped at the vet's office yesterday and he yelled "Hey Mom! Look at those birds up 'dere!" I hate birds. Loathe birds. I responded, "Yep, that's disgusting." He replied back in a tone of distain "Those are birds. 'Dere NOT disgustan!" He sound like a bumpkin instead of the city kid that he really is. And yes, they were disgusting.
He insists that he has a baby in his tummy after eating a big meal. Unfortunately he sometimes thinks that about others and proclaims it loudly.
He always makes us close our eyes so he can surprise us.
After finding his baby toys in the garage, Henry asked if those were his toys. I explained that they were too little for him and that they were going to go up in the attic. He said "When the new baby comes, I'm going to share my toys with them." Foster brother in the making!
There might have been a Nana and Papa behind this one....
When asked why there was water all over the bathroom floor, he proudly replied "Daddy, I was having FUN!" Mike just laughed and said "Can't argue that!"
He count to 10 in Spanish.
His current favorite movie is Despicable Me 2. He says "This is what minions do!"
Our family uses Young Living essential oils for lots of stuff around here. If his allergies are bugging him, he will ask "Mama, can you put the oil on me?" Well of course, baby.
I took him to church before a ladies ministry event and I introduced him to Miss Nancy and told him that she used to rock him in the nursery. He loved that! When Mike came to pick him up, he kept telling him about "she rocked me when I was little bitty baby. Yes. She did!" He loves to hear stories about when he was a baby. In an attempt to get him to be still so he'd go to bed one night, I asked him if he wanted me to tell him about when he was born. He excitedly laid down and asked me to tell him who saw him at the hospital. Vain much? Anyway, I went through the whole list of visitors and I think he was amazed. (As I was too, my how blessed we were by all of the excited family and friends.) The next day, he told Mike "Did you know Mr. Jeremy came to see me when I was born? He's a fireman and he's a real hero! He came to see ME!" Someone might be obsessed with Mr. Jeremy.
He loves to play baseball, asks to play almost every night. He and Mike have practiced so much that he's really consistent. He's not Derek Jeter yet, but if he continues to practice and really enjoy it, I think he will be really fun to watch someday. Heck, he's fun now, but for more entertaining reasons.
Me and my minion getting ready for fireworks on July 4th
We're having lots of fun watching this little guy grow up and explore the world around him. Sure he says inappropriate things at the most embarrassing times at a volume amplified well above "inside voices" but I wouldn't change him for all the money in the world. So thankful we've had the experience to love him and teach him, watch him grow, to laugh with him and to (secretly) laugh at him.
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