Thanks Johnny

>> 3.13.2010


This weekend Jason was out of town, so at the last minute Henry and I decided to go to Florida. Yep, that is right I made a 10 hour car trip by myself with a 9 month old. And you know what, it was great. Really, Henry was great. I am so glad that we headed south. The sunshine has been good for our souls. I'll post some more pictures of our weekend extravaganza but I wanted to go ahead to a share some photos that my nephew-in-law Johnny took of Henry today. I am in love with them. The photos capture the sparkle in his eyes.

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Cheerio stuck to his cheek. Can't blame it, he is the cutest (kissable) cheeks in the world.

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His first taste of Mango. Well, mango seed. We let him suck on the seed and he loved it. It is mother nature's teething ring.

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Serious baby face.

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Causal Dinning

Table manners are very important in our family.

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Miss Mary thinks I am Funny?

>> 3.09.2010

Remember during the snow when Ann escaped and I had to physically wrestle her to the ground? Apparently, Miss Mary (My totally nuts neighbor) remembers it and she thought it was hilarious. She dropped by last week to bum a dollar for a "cold drink" something she does once a month or so. She always starts with some type of small talk. You know things like "you have the cutest baby" or "your white legs are lovely." But this last time, it was different, she proceed to make fun of me. Yes, Miss Mary mocked me. She did an impersonation of me slapping my leg and bellowing at Ann. Then started to tell me how hard she laughed when I tackled her. It was weird. Am I becoming the crazy lady of Walker Street? Strolling up and down the road in my pajamas yelling at my dogs? Oh my God I am!

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Crazy Eight!

>> 3.02.2010

Today, March 2, 2010, is Henry's 8 month birthday. Despite the fact that it is March, (in Tennessee March means warm weather) we got some crazy snow. I mean the biggest snow flakes that I have ever seen in my life. So I decided to toss the kid on the deck to let him experience the snow. I had great visions of him giving me a priceless reaction. Maybe he would laugh, cry or squeal with delight. Instead he did nothing. He just sat in the snow. And so, I present to you, the most boring video ever. The only reason he smiles is because I am behind the camera making goofy faces at him. Ditto with the tongue sticking out. Anyway, here you go. At least this shows how big he is.




Oh, I can't post without a picture of his wild man hair. It is just out of control today and I love it. He has decided that he is too big to cooperate in my persistent photo taking. He refused to smile. Gosh, he is such a brat.

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Daily Dose of Cute

>> 2.23.2010

Henry was suppose to be a girl. From the moment I found out I was pregnant I was certain that I was having a girl. Actually, I decided that it was biologically impossible for me have a boy. I grew up in an all female household. Jason was the first man that I ever lived with. I knew about girls but I know nothing about boys. So, naturally, I freaked out when the ultrasound technician told me that we were having a boy. I demanded she double check because I was certain that there couldn't be a penis growing in my belly. She double checked, defiantly a boy. Then when Henry entered the world did I check to see if he had all his fingers and toes? Nope. I just checked for boy parts. Because, even after multiple ultrasounds, I still thought that there might be a chance that they were wrong. No luck, Henry is all boy. But, the most amazing thing of all is, that I don't care. People told me I wouldn't care once he was born, but I kind of doubted them. They were right. I adore my little boy so much.


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Actually, I love Henry more than I ever imagined I could love another human. I almost love him so much that it hurts. When he smiles, I can't describe the feeling I get. It is almost like my heart might burst. On top of his little smile he said Momma yesterday. Well, I think he did. He started saying Dadda a couple weeks ago. Jason and I had been competing to see what he would say first. Daddy won. He was a gracious winner. He never once rubbed it in my face (I would have rubbed it in his face if I had won). Then, without any prompting Henry looked up at me and said "Momma." I thought I had died and went to heaven. I don't care if you are never interested in sewing and shopping. Who cares that you are boy? You are mine. Then I had to kiss his cheeks for the 100th time that day. I think his cheeked aren't chapped from the wind, they are chapped because we kiss them excessively.

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Even beyond coming to peace with my little man. I have started to get excited about all fun we can have with a little boy. My sister (hi Janine) even joked that our lives might fit better with a boy. We aren't hardcore outdoor enthusiast but we do love biking, camping and hiking. While little girls can enjoy these things, they are slightly more geared towards little boys. I can't wait to take Henry camping. To let him play in the mud. And I have no doubt that he will love mud, we can already tell that he is 100% boy. This week he pulled his legs up over his head while I was changing his diaper and passed gas. Not a cute little toot. No, a full on grown man fart. He then proceed to crack up. This is a truth I have learned, all boys laugh at fart jokes. They can't help themselves. Even Jason with his refined sense of humor can't resist cracking up when someone passes gas. Actually, he was at home when the above mentioned gas passing occurred. He came in the room and started laughing too and saying to Henry "You pooted on Mommy." They both laughed at me and I got a glimpse into the future. And you know what, I am okay with it. I love my men with all my heart.

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Team Henry - Buttons and Shirts

We have shirts and buttons. I know, we are total nerds.







Proceeds from the sale of "Team Henry" items will be donated to Habitat for Humanity of Cleveland.

PS. You might notice a bumper sticker in our store. It says "I am a Christian, Gun Owner and a Democrat." Jason created this (I hate guns). We never order one for ourself but every couple of months we sell one. So, we just left in our store. Apparently Jason's isn't the only gun toting liberal.

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