Henry's Talking

Henry just reached into the back pocket of my shorts, removed my cell phone, handed it to me, and said, "Here you go, Mommy." As I reflected on my last post it dawned on me that there wasn't much mention of Henry's mischief. Then at dinner he stuck one of his carrot sticks up his nose. We freaked out, and Robbie told him that could hurt Henry. He proceeded to eat the carrot stick. Very gross. When I asked Henry if he'd eat his chicken like a lion (which usually works to get him to take a ferocious bite), he said, "No, thank you." However, Robbie thought he said, "No way, Dude," and the way it actually sounded was, "No, wank-ooo." Luckily, I speak Henry.

Robbie asked for some cookies for dessert, so I whipped some up after I put Vivian to bed while my guys played ball outside. You should have seen the happy Henry face upon sight of the sweet cookie treat. He LOVES cookies as much as his mama.

When he came in and ate more cookies he looked at me and said, "You sooo cute, Mommy." I thanked him, and then he said, "Daddy not so cute." I told Henry that I disagree.

I used one of Vivian's Target gift cards to buy her some darling PJs in size 6-9 months. I went ahead and washed them, even though her 3 to 6 months size still fits. Robbie happened to select the new ones tonight, and they fit perfectly. I was so sad. She has gotten so big. She was rolling all over the floor today during tummy time while I made dinner in the kitchen. I'd leave her on her belly and return to find her on her back in a completely different spot facing another direction. Her feet look so small compared to her sweet fat thighs. I could just eat them! They are so plump. I still look at her and feel amazed that my milk can make her grow to look so healthy. I love it!!

Henry talks to her all the time. He asks to hold her and kiss her, and he calls her, "Lil Vivian." He says it without the second "v", and it is music to my ears. Gosh, I love these children.

Henry just called down the basement stairs for me. Robbie just gave him a bath. Thank God I have a helpful hubby. What a wonderful difference that makes in my life. He said, "Mom? I come?" I told him I'd be right up and that I love him. "I love you, too, Mom," is how my little man answered. I must go hug him. I bet Robbie is reading a baseball book.