He's a quirky little scrap of a kid. He likes Curious George and climbing and skate boards and airplanes. Always airplanes. He is rough and tough and incredibly soft and loving all at once. He whispers my name "A-pole" into my ear when I hold him in my arms.
His birth rocked our world. He is the best thing to happen to us that we thought we didn't want.
God is great.
Happy Birthday Henry. We love you to the moon and back.