lil stories

Henry played peek-a-boo with himself in the mirror tonight and had a BLAST. In fact, I think I might try it some time - he made it look so cool. He kept sneaking up on himself, and then laughing and whooping it up. Maybe this should be a therapeutic technique for people trying to overcome depression...

Well past his bedtime last night, Henry was standing in the kitchen messing with the hem of his shirt. I asked him what was going on, and he lifted up his shirt to show me that the tip of his penis was sticking up out of his diaper. Very proudly, he pointed to it and said, "this my penis."