Henry responds to each new event in his life with cheerful stoicism.
He sits back watching with mild interest as Bob lights a bunch of fireworks. He wasn't upset by them at all, and enjoyed cuddling with Aunt Arla and Grandma Christa during the explosions.
Henry treated his first visit to the pool like it was a giant bathtub. Fun for chilling with his Uncle Chet.
We went on a hike recently, and Cassandra wimped out towards the end, so Bob took both of the kids for the rest of the hike! Pretty impressive.
Look at these sweet kicks Aunt Didi sent Henry, what a little hipster baby.
Henry is incredibly patient with Olivia and all of her crazy antics. She is obsessed with any toy that Henry is playing with, and finds as many occasions as possible to kiss and hug and pat him. He rarely cries when she's doing this, even if it looks painful. In fact, he finds her hilarious and will belly laugh at her with only the slightest provocation.
Henry (aka Hank, Honky-Tonk, Hankie McHankerson, Vomit Comet, Super Soaker) loves vomiting. His shirt is almost always damp and smelly.
He is doing so well. We have convinced him to nap twice a day at the same time as his sister, and he's sleeping great at nights too. He's rolling over from his stomach to his back like gangbusters. He smiles at everything, and giggles very easily. What a pleasant little angel he is!
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