Get this boy a wallet!

Henry is now officially a card carrying member of the New York Public Library. When I get a chance I will take a picture of him holding his card. Now, if I could only get him to sit still while I read him a book. He can make it through about two pages before he grabs the book and throws it on the floor.

Like a Deranged Politician

Once a week, Henry and I make the trek to the dry cleaners to drop off Adam's shirts. I put the bag in the stroller and put him in a carrier. I recently purchased a new one (an Ergo, I love it) and I can put him on my back.

This week, on the way home we were walking down Broadway. There is a bus station that we pass, so there are tons of people milling about and vendors on the sidewalk. I am looking like a crazy lady, pushing an empty stroller with a baby on my back. But, if you have ever walked past a bus terminal, you'll know I was the least crazy person around.

As we are walking, everyone we pass is laughing. I am getting a considerably more than normal amount of hellos and holas (and this is a very friendly neighborhood) and am starting to think something is amiss. Just then, I catch a view of Henry in a store window. He is sporting a huge three-toothed grin, swinging his head back and forth, and is very excitedly waving hello with both of his arms to everyone that we pass.

Great Grandma and Great Grandpa visit from Boca Raton

First Beach Trip

Yikes, this water is COLD!

Makin' Music

Getting into trouble...

Look who is nine months old!

Swinging

Henry meets his friend Dashiell at the park afternoon for some swing time. Sadly, Dashiell is moving to Texas next week.

Soaked by the Sprinklers

Henri Matisse