I usually limit my Henry ramblings to once a week to keep from being labeled a totally self-indulgent mommy blogger.
But if the shoe fits, I say wear it proudly and kick anyone with it who tells you it doesn’t suit you.
So … Henry is ob-sessed with water. I could put him in a bathtub for hours and he would play and play independently. Outside of the tub, he prefers to be waited on and carried around and coddled like the Sultan he is.
I do not know WHERE he gets that.
So, we spend a fair amount of time in the tub. And by we, I mean he. And what sort of negligent mommy blogger would I be if I didn’t share the photos with you so you can tell me just how stinkin’ cute my child is?
I mean, I already know that he’s the cutest child ever born. But, did YOU know?
I guess you know now.
And in other water buffalo news, we signed up Henry for swimming classes. (And by we, I mean me.) Clearly, he’s a swimming prodigy. I’d name a swimmer who he will be better than one day, but I can only think of one who was photographed smoking weed and we all know that Henry would never be stupid enough to be caught on camera.
Anyhoo … Henry is sort of nonchalant about the whole class thing. The songs? The slide? The jumping off the side? Meh. But the splashing? THAT is something he can get behind. And he looks darn good in his trunks.
Happy weekend, all!