It was his idea

I don't mind

Transitioning to no night time bottle so far it hasn’t been too bad. Last night Henry was a little fussy when we put him down so I went in his room for a little rocking and snuggling. I held him on his side with this face about 6 inches from mine. I stroked his hair and patted his bottom and told him to close his eyes “night-night time baby”. His room was dark but I could tell that his eyes were open.

“Ray-ray?”

I propped his little stuffed cat named Ray-ray on my chest.

“Ray-ray blampy?”

He covered Ray-ray with one of his many blankets, rubbed his head and patted his bottom and said “Ray-ray nigh nigh.”

“Yes, Ray-ray and Henry go night-night. Close your eyes.” I whispered.

I closed my eyes. We rocked.

“Nigh-nigh Mama” he whispered. He leaned forward, put his hand on my cheek and gave me a kiss.

I opened my eyes. He was an inch from my nose, smiling.

“Bed?” He asked.

I laid him down in his bed, walked out of the room and decided that there is nothing on the planet like being a Mama and no sweeter little boy.

Eating dinner

Spots

Dirty feet and toes, big blue eyes and a round tummy. What more could you want?

PS I nibble on those toes even when they are dirty.

A little fuzzy but still funny

He put these on this morning and said "dades" (shades).

Not sick

Henry-boy is feeling better

Whipped

Gigi called this afternoon to tell me a Henry story. She and Henry were drawing pictures on the patio with the sidewalk chalk and she wrote Gigi heart Henry and said "Look Henry-Gigi loves Henry" and Henry stood up and gave her a kiss right on the lips. Good boy!

A giggle

I think it is safe to say that Henry is going to miss his Aunt Kelly when she moves next week.

Yup, definitely our child

This morning I went in to wake up Henry. I opened the curtains and softly said his name. By the time I got the curtains up on both windows and walked over to his bed he was smiling. He doesn't always smile first thing when we have to wake him up, sometimes he is a grump (that's like his Papa) and sometimes he is happy (that's his Mama-what can I say, I'm one of those annoying morning people).
Lately when I get him out of bed he wants to bring everything that is in bed with him out of the bed and the number of items he currently sleeps with is pretty impressive-four blankets (he yells blampy every time we pass by a blanket so the collection continues to grow) a very very large bunny named Bunbun, a Southern cat named Ray-Ray and occasionally his chochie (plastic train). So when I go to pick him up I have to wait for him to put all of his blankets in a pile, stack Ray-ray and Bunbunon top of the pile, pick it all up and waddle to the side of his crib- you can imagine that there is a lot of stuff between us, I basically have my hands right under his armpits with my arms outstretched with a mountain of fabric between us. This is especially funny at night when he wants to be rocked. He knows that he has four blankets so I will pick him up and he will say blampy (I grab one), blampy (grab another), blampy (are you kidding me?), blampy (we have got to hide one of these), Ray-Ray (ugh I am going to have to turn on the light), Bunbun (we are not all going to fit in the rocking chair). ----But I got off track-this morning, time to wake up, he smiles and starts to put all of his goodies into a pile, I prepare for the load and then he turns and belly flops into bed, stretching his arms and legs out as far as he can. In his green blanky sleeper that is just slightly too small for him he looks like a starfish. He sighs and says "ahhh, bed". Now that is our kid.

Bingerberries

This is our favorite way to eat raspberries, we call the fingerberries, or if you're a 19 month old boy named Henry, bingerberries.

A couple of photos from our visit with GramaAlex

.....or as Henry says "Alee"

Being together

GramaAlex is coming to visit tomorrow. It has been about a year since her last visit. We are all very excited to spend the week with her.

Happy 4th

We didn't do much in the way of fireworks this 4th. Henry was in bed long before dark, but we did take a moment in between the storms to try some poppers. Here he is taking a little instruction from Papa.