Thursday, September 27, 2007
Is there something on my face?
I came outside to find Henry covered in dirt. He was picking up handfuls, bringing it to his face, and blowing it as hard as he could. The dirt would go everywhere, his hair, mouth, nose, and clothes. What a mess!
Boating
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Henry's little friend
I love my flip flops
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