holy sh!t

    pardon my, what do people say? french? but you will see why this post deserves such a title.  today, I am surprised that the world did not come to an end, because we certainly experienced a poo of apocalyptic proportions when we awoke.  we opened the door to henry's nursery this morning, and our rejoicing in the fact that i only had to wake up once last night to get him back to sleep was swiftly stifled by an all too familiar smell-poopy.  but this was no typical crap, because henry had decided, at some point during the night/early morning...who really knows-- to finger paint with it.  all over his crib.  it was ground into the bedsheets, in his hair, between his toes, all over the rail of the crib where he likes to stand up, on his white bumper pads, and drumroll please, his mouth!  so he must have sampled some too, and believe me, this stuff looked nothing like chocolate. at least i know my gag reflex still works-seriously. so guess what mommy will be doing today during henry's naptime? no, she won't be trying to take a shower or fix herself something to eat. she'll be pulling on some elbow-length rubber gloves and getting serious about some poo.  it's okay, she's not hungry anymore anyway.
    I called my mother, worried that it would have been bad for him to eat his own poo (I was picturing him in the hospital with a stomach pump/charcoal/the whole works, because that's what i do best) and he really didn't drink as much of his bottle as he usually does, so who knows, maybe his stomach was already full? of poo? (okay i might be stretching this a bit, it could not have tasted any good...but then again, henry is a different kind of guy).  So anyway, back to mom, she told me not to worry about it, and I respect her opinion as a health professional so.....i'm going to go ahead and...pretend not to worry about it :)
   austin called in late to work, because he stuck around to help me hose henry down and wrestle him into some clothes.  henry wasn't too happy about the very serious bathtime we had in which i got into eeeevery little nook and cranny with some rigorous scrubbing.  when his boss asked austin why he was running late he simply explained--my son pooped everywhere--without batting an eye.  then he ventured back into the warzone to retrieve henry's outfit for the day and picked out a onesie that reads "i love my mommy" he handed it over to me with a big cheesy grin on his face.  as if i need to be reminded.




there will not be photos to accompany this post.  you're welcome.

the wave and other recent developments

hooray-eight months today! the above picture is of henry at a wedding, they had a photobooth set up where people could write a message on a chalkboard and pose and this is henry's shot :)  I find it enjoyable--did you see those dimples?  so, in the spirit of the 8 month mark I thought I should write up a little update on what henry is up to these days development-wise.  he just had the last of his vaccinations until he turns one year old, so no more booboos for a little while.  they also weighed him and he's almost 19 pounds...I think he's already working on converting his cute chubalub into some serious muscle with his current calisthenic schedule.  he doesn't even have to grunt to pull himself up in his crib, or on the couch, or anything else that looks like it could be scaled.  everyday he crawls with his tummy off of the floor more and more.  he has also started waving (we don't wave goodbye by the way, we wave hello) haha.  except he turns his palm to his face so that he's really waving to himself-hehe  his hands just fascinate him!  he's starting to utilize a pincer grasp to pick things up and sometimes he'll pass things from hand to hand.  this really comes in handy when he picks up some finger food to sample!   I can't believe he's that big--its so odd to watch him sit in his highchair and chew on something!  We're working on different food textures, adding some mushy rice to veggies, mashed carrots, mashed bananas, etc.  Its pretty messy, but fun to watch him explore...and see him make the occasional goofy face when he tastes something different :)  he says mama, dada, and every now and then he'll say baba for a bottle.  he likes to explore and gets bored of his toys pretty quick, and we're also finding out that he is fairly strong-willed when it comes to getting what he wants....he loves dogs, but hasn't quite figured out that they aren't just stuffed animals that he can do whatever he wants with.  he's been visiting his grampa d to cheer him up and kiss his booboo...well, blow a kiss anyway.  and he thinks that playing with grampa's crutches is way more fun than playing with his other boring toys.  grampa couldn't have picked better time to hurt his leg, this way he and henry can learn to walk together!

my blue-eyed boy

the waterbaby

henry looooves water and loves to hang out at pools and swim!  here are some pics of him playing in the water with mama and daddy :) some are from graettinger and some are from angostura

floating in the shade

daddy's such a goof

splashing around