Tuesday, September 01, 2009


This is my son. It still feels strange to say and type "my son." Just as much, I think as it was strange to type "my daughter." I have a firm understanding that the kids are for keeps, and I feel so very lucky. But sometimes the 15 year old in me is astounded that we've come this far.
Henry has ten and a half months of Sinki seniority. He has been wearing his first pair of shoes for a few days now. Velcro amuses him. He loves to dance and shake his head back and forth. He is a great eater and a mediocre sleeper. He is FULL of JOY. Henry loves to look at books, spending many consecutive minutes looking through his collection. He gives big ole kisses to me, and claps when he is excited. Both happy excited and frustrated excited. This means he claps when he's angry that I'm pinned him down to change his diaper. Henry has a temper. It is difficult to not laugh at a baby's temper.

5 comments:

Erin Marie said...

Your son is lovely.

Keri said...

Such a great picture!

Anonymous said...

LOVE that photo. the joy is evident!

Shana said...

Henry is such a cutie! I can't believe how fast he's growing up!

Mia said...

I love your way with words. Aydin and Henry are close in age and this post describes this stage so well. Thanks!