Friday, April 11, 2008

Trip to Florida

On our balcony modeling Adam's sunglasses

Going down a big twisting slide that Adam wanted to send him down alone. We finally did and he got stuck!
Hanging out on the blanket
His first trip to the ice cream store. He took one bite and was done
Playing ball with Papoo

We just celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary with a trip to Florida. We combined it with a visit to Adam's Grandparents in Boca Raton.

We had a great time relaxing and seeing the relatives. A few notable items:

  • As we have mentioned, Henry is a GREAT traveler. His favorite part was the breakfast buffet every morning. As soon as he woke up he was waiting by the front door to go down. Daddy was hustled along quite a few days by Hungry Henry who was eagerly awaiting his big breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage patties, fruit salad, orange juice and a few slugs of milk. Followed shortly thereafter by a morning snack made up of purloined yogurt, more fruit and mini muffins.

  • He loved riding in the elevator, we had to shout out the numbers going up and down every single time we got in. He also had the ritual of stopping to dance as soon as we hit the lobby to the piped in music.

  • He decided that he no longer liked the beach and refused to put a finger or a toe in the sand. We had to put socks on him one day.

  • He learned very quickly how to open the lever door handles in the hotel. He loved to shut us out of the bedroom and bathroom, we would hear him giggling hysterically from the other side of the door.

  • He picked up the word "out" very quickly when we went to visit his great-grandparents. If we didn't get to him quickly enough he would stand at the front door crying and jiggling the door handle until someone took him outside to play. His great-grandpa got his exercise in chasing Henry up and down the road throwing a tennis ball.

  • We discovered what a ham Henry really is. He performed for all of the extended relatives that visited and demanded that everyone sing with him. He would gesture wildly which song he wanted to hear. I think we sang Itsy Bitsy Spider no fewer than 100 times one evening.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The photo with the sunglasses of him turned and looking back at you, looks exactly like Adam's stance and look.