GUYS!!!

OK, I'm a little behind. Here is a ultra cute picture of Henry decorating Easter eggs with Grandma Judy and momma and me.

Henry is getting to be a real talker, although he can be hard to understand sometimes. I will say words for him to repeat and he is pretty good at that. The other day I said "Can you say DVD?" and for some reason he said "DDD and ABCs" -- and he said it with attitude like Tyra Banks. I'm not sure what he meant but me and momma laughed.

He is becoming alarmingly obsessive about his "guys". He has played for them for 5-6 hours straight. No joke. He just got a whole mess of vintage guys from a yard sale. If he is in the zone with his guys and we want him to do something else he will try to carry all his guys and there respective vehicles, accessories and what have you with him. This is pretty much physically impossible and he starts dropping guys. This morning it lead to a total meltdown. But for some reason when it is time for me to go he is pretty well trained. I say "it's time for your guys to go nite nite, buddy", and he runs into his room and chucks his guys into his crib and says "ni ni guys" and he is ready to head out to daycare. The other night he took about a dozen select guys with him for his evening bath. He didn't play with them. Instead they just floated around. He pointed at them and said "guys swimming".

GUYS!!!!!

Let's see... what else... the house is getting there. My pa got started on some trimming this weekend. The nursery and Henry's room are virtually finished. We ordered our appliances over the weekend -- 10% off at Home Depot. I have spent roughly $25,000 at Home Depot this past year. Scary. My brother went with me to pick up some goods a while back ago and was impressed that an employee strolled by and greeted me by name. I guess that is all I got right now. In conclusion, Henry is big into his "guys" and my ongoing saga of home construction continues. Oh, I recently uploaded another Henry vidoe on YouTube -- nothing too crazy -- just another slice of life piece showcasing his exquisite nature.

Easy Rider

This is Henry dropping a deuce as he plays with trucks in our improvised sand pile at the house. We have a huge pile of sand left over from backfilling the garage.

Here is Henry and mama playing in the sand.

Henry plays as Ike casually licks himself in the background. Ike is half Pit Bull, half Hungarian Fighting Mongrel and 100% teddy bear.

He still has no interest in potty training even though he will often grab his butt and say "POOP! POOP!". We let him sit on the toilet for a couple of minutes but he's just not into it yet. I am pretty sure he is just messing with us.

Henry had Rice Crispies for breakfast this morning and is very dexterous with a spoon. The young boy can shovel cereal or apple sauce like nobody's business. Seriously.

After a bath there is nothing more pleasing to Henry than running downstairs nude and hopping aboard his mermaid tricylce with fuchsia handlebars and elegant streamers. There are four songs you can play by pushing buttons on the dashboard. However, Henry rides to one song and one song only -- the "I'm a Happy Mermaid" song. I think he likes the beat more so than the words. I don't know, I guess I'm just saying that.

Here is me taking a cat nap in the sunshine on my custom '92 Suburu Legacy Shitbox Edition as mama and child play in the sand. Me and my dad installed the flooring and it looks really, really great. My brother grouted most of the tile and I even installed the front entry door. We had a tempoary beater door in up until now. The cabinets and countertops are delivered and ready to be installed. After that, I think the plumber can finish up. The garage doors are probably going to be installed this week. The other big stuff to do yet is siding, soffets and fascia, hanging interior doors, and interior trim and railing... and maybe some other junk like buying appliances and what not and sanding and finishing the floors upstairs. Other than that, she's pretty much turn key! The end is getting closer, I can feel it. Vaya con dios!!!

A "Can't Miss" Episode of ER...

We had to take Henry to the hospital last Thursday. His breathing was kinda labored and shallow and we were a little freaked out by that. So we called the triage nurse and she advised us to bring him in - stat (that's medical terminology I picked up from watching General Hospital as a youth). He was put on a nebulizer thingie for a little bit. He didn't mind that and he even got to keep his mask -- it had a dragon on it. Check it out.

They had to take blood from him and used a large needle and wrapped a bungie thing around his arm to make his vein pop out. It took me and two nurses to hold him steady. When provoked, our little guy has the strength of six aggravated chimps. Either his little toddler veins were not producing a good blood flow or the nurse lady was incompetent but it was a mild fiasco and Henry was not liking it much. To make matters worse, the blood took to long to sample so it was useless to the blood lab! They had to take blood again! This time they just pricked his finger. I can't figure out why they didn't do that in the first place. Knobs. Next, he had to have his little toddler chest cavity x-rayed. He wasn't a big fan of the x-ray deal either. After that: STEROIDS!! Yah!! They diagnosed it as a bronchial infection and gave him steroids and apple juice. Then he vomitted the steroids and apple juice. I think there were some ravioli's mixed in there too. Yeah... Then we had to readminister the steroids and he didn't want to drink anymore. I'm just guessing it tasted about how it smelled -- like finely aged hamster urine. We had to coax him to drink it. So we got home at about 10:30 pm that nite. Needless to say, I didn't get much work done on the house that evening. All things considered, Henry was very brave and patient throughout the ordeal. Our little Butterscotch Stallion... there's just no bringing him down.

We are laying tile at the house now. Wide plank rustic hickory floors are next. Kitchen cabinets are to be delivered this week. Things are starting to shape up. The thought of having the house done before baby #2 gets here was a joke initially. Now it is grim reality. Must hurry.