Henry James

Today Henry turns three. For weeks now he has been saying, at random moments, "Me big boy. On my birthday me be three." So this day has been a long time coming.

I blew up some balloons and put them in his room and made him a crown and a special VIP badge (both of which he discarded after about 20 minutes). We had special Haselwood Waffles for breakfast with strawberries and whip cream, and happy birthday candles. We will go to McDonald's for lunch and make cupcakes and do water balloons this afternoon.

I hope to post a video at some point about today, but we all know how long it takes me to put one together, so maybe I will shoot for his half-birthday to post that.

Henry is just about the sweetest most good natured child we could ever ask for. It is as if every good and happy emotion comes bursting out of him at every possible occasion. He kisses and hugs and loves almost constantly. Grandma has even commented that his running-hugs are OK when he is small, but she is not sure how much longer she can take them before he is bowling her over every time. :)

So much energy, so much love, so much joy. On the way home from church he loves to roll his window down and wave and call out to everyone we pass. I love that look on someone's face, at the grocery store or at the mall when they are engrossed in their own thoughts and in their own zone when our little Henry bursts right in with an enthusiastic, "Hi!" Their entire countenance changes and brightens. It is obvious that he has picked them up just a little and been a bright spot in an otherwise ordinary minute.

He is certainly our bright spot. Happy Birthday Henry.