What Henry has been up to

It's been a while since I've updated on Henry.  He's growing up so quick!  At his 4 year well check a few weeks ago, he weighed in at 38 pounds and was 38" tall.  Sad to think he will ditch the convertible carseat and move to a booster sometime this summer.  (I know, I'm pathetic, but he's had the same carseat for over 3 years now.) He knows his birth date, all 3 of our full names and he can show numbers using his fingers.  He can draw/write with a pencil, traces letters accurately, color mostly inside the lines (he's been good at this since before he turned 3 but it always amazes me to see his accuracy) and he can count to 10 in Spanish.   He's learning Bible scriptures and knows several Bible stories.  One day he was telling us about a story that he learned in Sunday School - he said "God saved Meshach, Shadrach and Abednego from the fire.  If I was in a fire, you would have to wash my shirt."   That's quite the highlight, kid.

 

I made it to his school a little earlier than normal today and got to watch him play outside.  He didn't know I was there watching him through the window, which was really neat to see him in his school environment.  He ran his little heart out and pedaled a tricycle like a maniac.  Oh and the ice cream truck visited school today.  Little guy takes after his Mama, loves him some ice cream.  He proudly got his cup of ice cream and bolted to the car. 

He is still super fascinated with all things fire trucks and firemen.

His most recent stall tactic before bed is "I have to rescue people."  His Lego men have been subjected to every danger you could ever imagine, including getting trapped in a model Mustang, having their heads removed and tossed in his trash truck to tonight's debacle, a shark attack.  He definitely has a creative imagination.

He's also ALL BOY.  The more noise or dirt it has, he's in.  He's rowdy and loves to wrestle.  Thankfully he knows that his mama isn't too keen on these things, but poor Mike is going to need physical therapy for a while to catch up.   He loves wheels whether watching races or driving something himself.  He loves riding the 4-wheeler and driving the truck at Papa's house. Last week he told Papa "Go faster! Do it again!"  He recently started going to the dirt races with Mike - loves it!

Uncle Steve and Aunt Janet bought a new house and there was a wooden playset in the backyard.  They wanted Henry to have it, so the mover came out today and built it in our yard.  The excitement on his face was so awesome!!  He's just big enough to climb all over it, lots of years of playing and having fun to be had out here.

Some random stuff he's said lately:

• "If you wait too long to go potty, you will dance.  And you will need new underwear."
• During bedtime prayers, Henry prayed "Dear Jesus, please bring Kiki another eye so she can see really good."
• After telling Henry to go brush his teeth before they fall out, he quietly replied "Oh shoot!" 
• When he's in trouble, he will say "Yes, ma'am." Even to his Daddy.  Mommy then gets in trouble for snickering. 
• He loves to sing praise and worship songs - will even pull this at bedtime because what good parent says no to praise and worship?  I could hear him and Mike on the monitor one night last week, just praising the Lord.  At one point he said "Praise the Jesus!"  Not just Jesus, but THE Jesus.  He also calls him Jesus Messioh but we are working on the word "Messiah."
• Taylor was picking up Bryson, noticed that Henry had an accident.  He proudly proclaimed "The poop just fell out of my butt." Sounds like a personal problem kid.
• When you're grilling him to see why he behaved badly, he will sometimes say "How 'bout I don't want to talk about it 'nymore?"  The first time I laughed, but was way more careful for him not to see me laugh the second and third times. 
• He marched in the kitchen tonight, chest puffed out, dangling a pair of swim trunks, says loudly "Look at these freaking underwear Mom."  I couldn't keep my composure. 
• Time is only measured in "yesterday" and "tomorrow", no matter if it was a month ago, today or some random time in the future.  
• A couple of months back, he told me that a little girl at school scratched him.  I asked him what he does when someone is mean to him to which he replied, "I go get Bryson and we will fight her."  On the outside, I kept a straight face, reminding him that if someone is mean to us, we go play somewhere else.  Of course, I later texted Taylor to tell her his wisdom and proceeded to giggle because my kid is a maniac. 
• After visiting Uncle Hugh and Aunt Corinne, he had a little seashell that he proudly calls his "sheshell."

We have lots of fun around here, that's for sure.  I was telling the massage therapist just yesterday that when he was born, I had a hard time accepting that he was a boy.  I had my heart set on having a daughter, wasn't sure how to raise a son.  Mercy.  It's been 4 years and every day presents a new challenge.  I love that kid more that I ever thought possible but geesh, he keeps it interesting.