Weekly Update

Storytime with the 3 year olds...they have to remain seated for the entire book...tough to do!
Bumpa's birthday party...don't ask about the candle (or the cake)...
Astronaut Henry at OMSI

Henry is officially 2 1/2 now! Or 130 weeks for those of you keeping track!

Another great week! We have had another busy week of visits to the zoo, OMSI, playdate with Henry's friend, Inari, celebrating Dad's (Bumpa's) birthday, a return to our regular library's storytime and lots of park playtime. We had a little BBQ over here at our house for Dad's birthday which Henry loved - I think he got more presents than Dad did! Everyone seemed to have brought him something...he is so well loved! We tried the Preschool Storytime at the library this week (instead of the Toddler one). Same "teacher" and many of the same kids since they all "graduate" at different times. While Henry did okay in it, I think we'll drop back down to the Toddler one - he has plenty of time to be with the older kids later; for now I'll let him run free and chase the bubbles with the little kids! :) We start a new session of art classes at the Multnomah Arts Center next week. I am interested to see how much he remembers of it from the last time.

Henry is totally talking so much more every day. He's putting together full sentences which is awesome. We were watching baseball the other day on television and he turned to Brett and said "Where are the baseball mitts?" It was so clear and perfectly said, Brett and I just looked at each other and said "wow...did you hear that?" He is also using the word "umm" a lot which I find so endearing. I'll ask him what he'd like me to tell him a story about and he'll say "Mama tell story about...ummm....ummm..." and then fill in the blank with either skateboarding, baseball, football, soccer, or basketball. Inevitably a sport. Tomorrow we are going to see a hockey game so I'm guessing I'll have to add hockey to my repertoire.

One more quick sports related story: Henry and I were shopping at Trader Joe's the other day and he was in a particularly mischievous mood. Between trying to run out of the store, bumping his cart into walls and people, the funniest thing he did was grab a tub of cookies off the shelf, kick it across the floor and then yell out "fouled!!" and drop down onto the floor. He laid there among the passing shopping carts and amused shoppers until I picked him up off the floor. Apparently he had gotten fouled by an unseen opponent in his game of grocery store soccer. Hard to be too mad when it's so dang funny.