Oh sweet Henry, you’re sooooo lovable with those crystal blue eyes and a smile that’s just plain irresistible.
You wear the title of firstborn well, my little man. You must be right in the middle of the action at all times, and you can outdo Curious George’s curiosity any day of the week. I love how you are my adventurer, and biggest cuddle bug at the same time.
(Henry’s sporting a war scar on his forehead in these pictures after losing a fight with the door frame. It’s long gone now, but I’m sure will be replaced with another shortly.)