These things come in spurts, and right now Henry is pulling new tricks out of his hat almost daily. Once he started walking well, he began running everywhere he could. Now he runs, occasionally stumbles into a face plant, quickly rises, and heads off on the next run. He won’t be denied by any rugburn. He has places to go, and he will be running to those places.
I caved into the inevitable and removed my crates
of vinyl lp’s from the first floor. They fit well enough on the third
floor and Henry undeniable needs the extra space in the living room.
Most importantly, he now has perfect access to the window via the
Fall is rushing into our lives with wind, rain,
and swirling leaves. Henry loves standing out the window, following the
shaking tree limbs with his eyes, and enjoying the birds that pass
through. Thanks to the windstorm the insects in Anchorage are all out of
sorts and everywhere they normally are not, namely our deck. The birds
love this and feast on the deck buffet on a daily basis. While observing
the feast with Becky, Henry promptly turned and headed for the
bookshelf. Becky quietly watched as he scanned the shelves with his eyes
before plucking a single book out and smilingly bringing it back to
mom. It was Are You My Mother?, which is the only book we have with a
small bird as the main character. Color us impressed parents.
we carry Henry up to the second floor and pass a photo of 8 month old
Henry we always remark, “There’s baby Henry.” Out of the blue last week
we passed by without that remark and Henry quickly pointed and blurted, “
Bayyy – Bee.” He’s thrown down that word a few other places as well
lately, and we always follow it with an atta’ boy.
progressing along like the healthy, normal dude he’s becoming, but it’s
happening in such a quick spurt lately that it is hard to hide the
excitement. He’s a happy guy and seems to delight in expressing words,
sounds, and pointed fingers with the interconnected world around him.
We’re delighted as well.