"Is that a good sandwich, Henry?"
"Would you like to go to the store?"
"Should we tickle daddy?"
These all get deep, slow nods from Henry. His head solemnly swears that he agrees with the question at hand. As though God himself has asked a favor. Yes, from the bottom of Henry's little heart, yes.
"He understands so much more than we think," states Jim.
I ask, "Henry, would you like snakes to gobble up your toes?" He nods.
He does disagree with one topic: sleep. Any question involving sleep, naps, or bed gets a quiet, almost kitten "meow"-sounding noooooo.