Wearing blue jeans and loafers like a big boy makes Henry happy and dapper. It also makes Mama laugh and Daddy beam with pride. He truly is most precious, isn’t he?! Daddy called him “Henry High Pockets” because of his jeans being too big and pulled up all the way. So cute.
His first trip to Target made Henry gitty…and it made his Mama both nervous and glad. Mama loves Target and having my baby boy with me made it even better. Despite the white trash woman who got ‘tude with me in the check-out and shoved my cart with Henry in it, we had a nice trip. Yes…she did! Anyway, I chose Target for this outing instead of Walmart because I felt less chaos and germs would be at Target. I failed to think of the classless breed of folk that seem to be everywhere I go. Oh well, he is now aware that there are classless folk in this world and they follow Mama everywhere she goes. Bless his heart!
Ms. Melissa makes Henry get a warm fuzzy feeling inside. He is glad that someone besides his Mama and Daddy can come over anytime to feed him, burp him and swaddle him they way he likes. Being a moody refluxing baby makes him a sweet challenge sometimes and Ms. Melissa has just the right touch. Look at his face…he really likes her and so do we.
Snoozing on Mama and Daddy’s bed makes Henry coo and smile. When Daddy sneaks out early to hunt, Henry gets to come to bed with Mama. He stays in his Boppy in the middle of the bed and loves it. Boppy=happiness anywhere in Henry’s world. He loves that pillow and being in bed with Mama makes it even better. Sorry Daddy!
A stroller ride on our street makes Henry suck on his paci with great joy. We took our stroller out for a walk for the first time today. It was so fun to be out in the sunshine and get some exercise. Mama is so out of shape it is sad. Seriously, my street has a hill and I never knew it. Really though. Anyway, Henry liked his stroller and Mama liked having such a handsome little accessory accompany her on her walk.
Published by Abby Lee
Celebrating and decorating with purpose is my favorite thing to do. When I am not filling a tree with ornaments or throwing a birthday party for my golden doodle, I am being mom to a super cool tween son, the wife to a fine blue eyed man and selling real estate. I call northeast Arkansas home and when I am not loving on my people or celebrating in our space, I am using words to express myself here or on my podcast. Be sure to follow me!
I am the co-author of a blog called Life with My Sister and have a podcast called Abby As-Is. You can also follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest and YouTube.
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4 thoughts on “Henry’s Happies”
Just stroll that baby on over to my house. I am ready for that little thing. He will be so glad to see his Marmie.I haven't seen him in a while without a pacie.hurry on down friday….marmie
i tried to leave a picture, but had a little problem. will try letter. marmie
He is growing. He looks so cute in his jeans and shoes. Sorry you had to deal with rude people today. They seem to find me too.
Henry's jeans are so high I do believe he can reach over his shoulder and pull his wallet out of his back pocket.Granddaddy