18 months of Henry

This kid. 

This kid is 1.5 years old and he's never been better. And while 550 some odd days may not be a whole lot of life experience, he sure seems to have this living thing down. He lives enthusiastically and joyfully. Every. Single. Day. He waves at everyone he sees. He runs and climbs and falls (a lot). He loves "ba-ball" (basketball). He hauls around baby dolls and stuffed animals and tries on his sister's pinkest dresses. He dances. The Hungry Little Caterpillar is, fittingly, his favorite story. There isn't a food he won't try. (But he's especially fond of chocolate chips. And bananas.) He's got a lot of hugs and he's not afraid to share them. High-fives might cost you, though, he'll palm you in the eye just for giggles. He's a pretty funny guy.

So Henry, you weirdo, just keep doing what you're doing, and maybe the rest of us will learn a thing or two. Our home is so much more joyful and busy and messy with you in it, and we wouldn't have it any other way.