So it just occurred to me that I don’t write much about the namesake of this blog, Henry. There is a lot to write about these days, it’s just that all the stuff to write about is what makes me too tired to write. Henry is a ball of energy. He’s crazy but in a good way. I know that his tenacity is going to take him places in life, and that alone gets me through the trip to the dr’s office where he is screaming at the top of his lungs as he runs back and forth the length of the waiting room.

He is learning new words every day. Today he learned “mess.” Or as he says it, “mah-ESSSSS” See, while trying to eat his rice for dinner, he made a mahessss on the floor. I was sweeping it up, and telling him it was a mess, and he was telling me it was a mahess, all the while trying to get in front of the broom to pick up rice to eat. After I finished sweeping up the mahesss, I turned around to Henry dumping more rice on the floor, saying “mahesssss, mahessss.”

I got really sad tonight while I was nursing him. I was thinking about him growing up and leaving us. I know it’s inevitable, and of course I want him to grow into a beautiful, caring & compassionate, contributing member of society, but part of me wants to keep him this way, making messes and chasing me around the living room.

So, I have no idea if anyone reads this thing. If you do read my little blog, can you please leave a comment? If no one leaves a comment, I will just cry and cry. No seriously, I’m going to focus my energy elsewhere if it’s just Ian and I reading this friggin thing.

Henry didn’t outgrow any of his allergies. He is now allergic to almonds, cashews, pecans and walnuts as well. That brings our list to: dairy, soy, egg, wheat, potato, barley, peanuts, almonds, cashews, pecans and walnuts.

And people wonder why he is so skinny.

I really suck at blogging apparently. I need to get better. I always think about posting things, but then I tell myself, “no one reads your lame ass blog anyways,” and I end up reading Us Weekly instead.

Last week I came across this blog, and I decided that if this guy can find time to blog every day, I should be able to. The blog is about this awesome dad who is raising his baby girl alone because his wife died 27 hours after giving birth. Yeah, I know, sad, sad, sad. But, it is a very inspiring blog. He is doing it, and the baby is adorable. Check it out.

So, I PROMISE to update this blog more often. Like at least a few times a week. I wish I could do it every day, but most days as soon as Henry is in bed, my mind goes on sabbatical. (I had to google sabbatical, to see how to spell it. How sad is that?)

And, since I know everyone just wants to see pics of Henry, here ya go.