It’s probably no exaggeration to say that Henry is the most popular guy at the Kennebunkport resort we’re staying in. Yesterday alone, he charmed the teenaged wait staff of the hotel restaurant (we could hear them chatting amongst themselves about “Baby Henry”), the people sitting at all the tables surrounding ours at breakfast (including one [...]
I’m currently sitting in a hotel room in Kennebunkport, Maine. There is one small table lamp on so Henry can sleep, and I’m on the computer and Kristen’s reading a magazine. What’s that? You didn’t know we were going to Maine? Well, keep up, people! One of Kristen’s oldest and dearest friends is getting married [...]
Teeth. Those darn teeth. Henry’s top two front teeth are finally coming in, and this has wreaked havoc on his nighttime sleeping. Every two hours he wakes up, his fist shoved all the way into his mouth. It’s been a few months (and a few months with a baby makes everything foggy), but I don’t [...]
Today is Henry’s eleven month birthday. (I celebrated with cake for breakfast. Henry had a taste.) As we’re in the home stretch to his first birthday, there have been some noticeable personality changes. First, he’s now more than happy to play by himself for long stretches of time. (Long stretches for an eleven-month-old kid being [...]
The other day, someone asked me if there was going to be a theme for Henry’s first birthday party. (Coming soon to a back yard near you.) I laughed and said, no, that I’m sure he’d be fine with just your standard balloons and cake. But she insisted that we have a theme. Elmo, she [...]
So, Raphe caught whatever tummy bug Henry had and spent most of last night curled up in a ball. And when he wasn’t lying in the fetal position moaning about the noises his stomach was making, he was wretching. It was awful. Raphe throws up louder and with more gusto than anyone I’ve ever heard. [...]
Henry’s sleep last night was surprisingly good. He made noises a few times early in the evening, but only woke up once, at around 3. He looked and acted even better this morning, but fearing he’d transmit whatever stomach bug he had onto his nanny-share-mate, Vivienne, we decided to keep him home. It was Kristen’s [...]
Today is Kristen’s birthday. (Happy birthday, darling.) We were planning on going out for dinner (with our downstairs neighbor Lillian looking after Henry), but plans changed when our little boy went and got himself sick. This morning, after waking up from his first nap, he threw up, and this afternoon, proving that the morning puke [...]
For the most part, Henry has been the kind of baby that, when playing with a toy or a stuffed animal (or a shoe), can go from one thing to the next without any real huge attachment. Sure, he likes Mouf Mouse, and, yes, he likes his toy car, but if he didn’t play with [...]
My deepest apologies for no posts the last few days. The holiday weekend was full and then work has taken over (so much so that I’m still at it now at nearly 11 in the evening). But I did want to clarify a few points I’ve made the last few entries on the blog. The [...]
Henry is happiest when he's looking at or playing with or reading about cars and trucks and fire engines and bulldozers -- pretty much anything with wheels or that makes a loud, growly noise. This book has all that (and if you're a little nutty like me, you can add the sound effects).
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