He's Henry, The Chapstick Man

I made the mistake of pulling out my chap stick, when Henry was close by. He wanted to put some on, too. I gave him my tube, but he wouldn't give it back. For fifteen minutes or more, he held it close to his lips and no way was he letting us have it back. Here he has it cemented to those tiny lips.

From now on I will have to keep it concealed when he is around. Now that Henry is two and celebrated his birthday a few weeks ago, he says a bundle of words. Not always can we understand him, but it is fun to hear what he thinks of. Chocolate, tractor and a few other words all sound the same. Eventually, we will distinguish the difference.

He looks like such a big boy at the playground climbing up, around and sliding down the slide. It was easy to keep him happy. Even if we stayed all day. What fun to visit and see this beautiful fella. Thanks, Mom and Dad for letting us come.