Thursday, April 28, 2011

More Easter Photos

well you know my name is Henry, and I like to do draw-rings. Thanks for helping, Mema!

Time to pick out a book from my book (hat) box.
I chose my dinosaur book.

Baba helped put a storm door on, so now I can gaze longingly toward the outside. By "helped" I mean "did all of it."

I was the foreman of the crew.
My Easter outfit was wicked sharp.
At Lee Park, downtown Charlottesville, getting ready to find some eggs.
Wait, these aren't eggs!
I was told there would be eggs.
A bunch of my friends from church and their mommies.
I wanted to just pick 'em up and then throw them around, but Mommy showed me how to put them in my basket.
This is fun!
Break time.
The eggs have treats inside? This keeps getting better.
Happy Easter with the fambly!

Sunday, April 24, 2011

He is RISEN!

Happy Easter!!

We will have plenty more videos/photos from the rest of the day. But here is a taste from this morning.

Henry was going full-throttle this morning. Here's a blurry shot of him *close* to his Easter basket.

He got a big box of sidewalk chalk...

And some bubbles...
Here's our sweet baby celebrating Jesus with us today!!
More to come.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Remembering Matt

Today marks the one-year anniversary of the death of our friend, Matt.

Please join me today in praying for his mom, dad and brother. I know they are still grieving deeply for their loss, as is the All Souls family.

We miss you, Matt!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Morning Kisses for Gram, Grampa, Becca & Andre

This morning, while we were all getting ready, Henry was sitting up in his big rocking chair looking through piles of books.

I was sitting next to him, looking out the window, when I heard a "ssssssmack" (the sound he makes when blowing kisses). I looked over and he was flippining through his little photo album with pictures of Gram, Grampa, Aunt Becca and Uncle Andre and there he was, blowing kisses to them over and over.

It was so precious.

I asked Andrew if he'd done that with Henry while looking through that album. I wondered where he got that from because I had not ever done that. Andrew said he hadn't done that either.

So there you go, totally unsolicited, spontaneous kisses from Henry! He misses you and loves you very much.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Happy Birthday, Gram!

We're sad that Gram couldn't be here in person, like last year, to celebrate her birthday, but we celebrated anyway. Henry wasn't inclined to sit still for a photo shoot, but here are the best of the bunch:

And here's a sweet video, just from Gram Judy. Happy Birthday! We love you!

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Like Dickens Said:

"Awesome times. Crappy times." Or something like that. I'm paraphrasing.

My birthday coincided with the 140th Glee Club reunion weekend. Audrey and Henry treated me to birthday dinner on Friday, then I hung out all day Saturday with some old Glee Club buddies. Sunday, I met Aud and Hen in Richmond to celebrate Addie's 5th birthday. It was a great weekend. Henry was cruising along at day care; we even uttered out loud, thereby totally jinxing it, that he'd had almost 3 full weeks without the sickies. On Thursday, I got the call from day care that Henry had a cough and a fever and needed to come home. Bad timing, considering that Audrey was out of town and we also had our spring party to prepare for, but "oh well," we thought, "just another cold." Ha. Audrey came home on an earlier flight. Mother's intuition is no joke, folks.

Henry was sluggish, but his fever was kept mostly under control with the usual regimen of motrin and tylenol. I wasn't feeling too hot myself, but was determined to run the 10-mile race I'd been training so hard for. Did good, too. Finished in 1:23:24. [patting self on back] Felt like crap all day Saturday, though.

That afternoon, many of our dearest friends came over and chowed down on Audrey's amazing pork BBQ. The weather wasn't quite springy, but not so yucky that we were stuck inside.

Here are Netia and Jason Elamm showing off one of Henry's future lady-friends, Morgan.

We finally got to meet little Kai!

Bryan entertaining the kiddos.

Outside time.

Here's an awesome picture of Henry, taken by Nicole, which is now our laptop wallpaper and should probably be yours, too.

Little did we know that Henry's latest cold was taking a turn.

Sunday evening his fever spiked back up to 104+. Monday morning we took him in to see our fabulous pediatrician. She started listening, more intently than usual, it seemed, to his breathing and almost immediately suspected pneumonia. She sent us across the way for a chest x-ray. Henry had had one of these before. I wasn't there the first time, but Audrey tells me that Henry was VERY unhappy about being restrained for the x-ray, kicking, screaming, and wailing like never before or since. This time he was totally apathetic. That's when we knew that the kid was Sick. Pneumonia confirmed.

I have to say that Linda, who arrived on Sunday night prepared to spend the whole week with us (grandmother's intuition is real too!) was such a great help. Audrey and I both tried to balance our work obligations with an intense desire to just be at home with our sick little monkey, and Linda made that possible.

I feel like maybe I'm being a little too dramatic about this episode. We have friends who deal everyday with the reality of having a chronically sick child, and every parent probably goes through a scare like this, but man, this was a little rough on the Breens. It was just hard to see him so lethargic and unlike himself. Anyway, Amoxycillin and some weird breathing apparatus treatments helped him bounce back pretty quickly. His bad cough lingered for another week or so, but little by little his appetite returned and our little man got his mojo back.

Oh, and I started a new job, and we celebrated our 3rd anniversary this week! See? Awesome times, crappy times; just like the man said. Mostly awesome times.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Get Well Grampa Gordon

Henry has a very important message for one of his favorite people in the whole world!

That last one was Henry's long-distance hug. I figure that's the best way to send one--much fewer germs!

Wishing you well and a very speedy recovery, Grampa Gordon!