Smile

Henry, you make me smile. Lots of things you do make me smile and laugh. Let me recount a few:

1. Standing all the way up in the cabinet of toys. And your skinny, white, white legs. Sorry, son.

2. At the check out line of Target:
Henry: waves at the check out lady as we leave
Check out lady: face turned to see the next customer
Henry: waves higher and more adamantly at the lady so she waves back
Mom: "excuse me, he would really like it if you could wave bye-bye at him"
COL: "oh, bye-bye!" and a wave
Henry: BIG SMILE and a proud look on his face
Mom: "thanks"

3. Your wild man hair when you wake up

4. Looking up to see the ceiling wherever you go:
Mom: "wow, that balloon (or sign, or light, or fan) is really high"
Henry: waves at mommy because she said high.
We'll have to work on homophones soon.

5. Driving home:
Mom: "Henry, when we get home, you'll have to stay out of daddy's hair because he's working"
Henry: touches his hair.
And apparently, we'll be working on idioms too.

6. And of course, your sweet, sweet smile.