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Saturday, December 27, 2008

Cuddling? No. Head massage? Yes.

Merry Christmas and happy holidays, everyone. Henry is in the midst of a multi-week holiday extravaganza. Ali and I opened presents with him at home before we drove up to Minnesota to celebrate Christmas with Ali's family. Next week we'll be on the east coast visiting my family and celebrating the holidays with them. By the end of this extremely extended holiday season Henry will have celebrated no fewer than four Christmases. Needless to say, he's got plenty of brand new presents and clothes, but all he really wants is a broom (thankfully, he received one as a Christmas present).

Henry got a cabbage patch kid from Mommy and we used it to teach him to hug - pretty great results so far!

But despite his best efforts at trickery, Henry did not get to sample Daddy's scotch.

On Christmas morning Henry Jay was the star of the show.

Chef Jay took a break from his work in the kitchen making breakfast to help Henry work on his puzzle.

Daddy helped Henry do some hammering.

And Mommy and Iris made sure that Henry always had his hands full of Christmas graham crackers.

Henry also got a new pair of shoes

and a new cowboy hat

but he'd trade all those toys and clothes, for just a little more time with the Swiffer

And here are some videos.

Aunt Libby filmed Henry sitting and playing. Daddy came over to give Henry a hug, but Henry was too busy to indulge him.

In this one we're testing out a little head massager on Henry. Mommy and Daddy got it as a present, and it's wonderful, but it's even more fun testing it out on the little guy. Perhaps it was a little too intense for him, but overall I think he rather enjoyed it.

I saved my favorite one for last. Henry is playing with his new refrigerator magnets, and dancing his little jig. What could be more fun than that? When we ask him to stomp his feet now, he'll do that little jig of his on command.

Monday, December 22, 2008

On the topic of our crazy kid

I hope Chris doesn't mind me posting this but it was too funny not to share. This is an e-mail Chris wrote to our friend Josh Hung, whom we three Ohlhoffs will be visiting in a week. I believe the original question was something about whether the Hungs needed to "babyproof" their home prior to Henry's arrival. Here is the doting father's response:

His activity level is best classified as: "non-stop mischief making"
he's relentless, he never stops, and whatever he's not supposed to be doing, is the one thing he wants to do more than anything. he's not like a cuddler, he won't sit still on your lap and behave, he's a whirling dervish who derives joy from:

* climbing the stairs unsupervised
* pulling plugs from outlets
* if you are using a computer he will want to pound on the keyboard with all of his might while yelling at the top of his lungs with sheer joy
* reaching into the toilet to feel the water
* crawling behind drapes and then pulling on them to stand up
* toddling into rooms and then closing the door - don't open it too quickly or you'll knock him on his a$$
* taking his toys and dropping them into the garbage when no one is looking - i have no idea how many of his toys we've already inadvertently tossed out as a result of this move by the boy genius
* opening cabinets, any cabinets, but especially cabinets that contain toxic cleaning products (ie. "forbidden cabinets of mystery")

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Henry's Trip to Meet Santa Claus

Despite our best efforts to get Henry excited to meet the big guy, Henry's first interaction with Santa was less than spectacular. We rehearsed that Santa says, "Ho ho ho," all week and even got Henry to repeat it:

And of course, Santa is always wearing a hat, and Henry's love of hats is well-documented. Then we got to Macy's. Maybe it was the seemingly endless and noisy line that made Henry a little ornery, or maybe it was simply being placed on the lap of a strange man, but once Henry and Santa got together, it was all over. Water works, crying, general rebellion.

Can you believe we had to pay money and stand in line to get this gem from Macy's?

We'll have better luck next year I'm certain, but for now, if Henry is on Santa's bad list we understand, and he has no one to blame but himself.

Happy holidays!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

All tubed up

Henry is now the proud wearer of a teeny-tiny silicone tube against the side of his eyeball. The procedure today went well, and so far the tube does not appear to be bothering him in the slightest. (He wasn't too fond of the anesthesia, however! Poor baby thrashed and screamed in my arms for a good half hour upon awakening.)

The idea is that the tube will hold open the tear duct while his tissue heals around it; this way, it won't close right up like it did the last time.

So let's all hope and pray this works and we've seen the last of the goop eye!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Because some babies are more delicious...

than other babies...

Henry's second attempt at a goop-free eye is tomorrow (Thursday). Wish that little Buster good luck and a speedy recovery!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Sunday = Laundry + Errands

Take one momentarily unsupervised toddler, add a basket of clean whites in need of some folding, and this is what you get:

No, he didn't get the shirt on himself. Mommy was encouraging his misbehaving.

We also bought groceries today and Henry discovered that empty grocery bags make for wonderful noise-making toys!

Finally, last night before bedtime Henry noticed that the Christmas tree is covered in balls -- "bah!" Those glorious, shiny little things are covering his Christmas tree and he couldn't be more enthralled with them.

Now, we considered all of this before we got the tree. We wanted Henry to appreciate and enjoy the tree without toppling it. Covering it in shiny round balls -- pretty much his favorite thing in the world, after hats -- was, in retrospect, not our wisest moment or most effective tactic. The balls' allure is powerful, clearly we will have our hands full the next few weeks.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Henry Jay: Chef, Buckethead, Santa's Little Helper

"Let's get some new photos/videos on the blog! There's no such thing as too much Henry! :-)"

I couldn't agree more.

And since it was Grandma Mare's birthday yesterday (Happy Birthday!), we're happy to oblige.

Henry had a busy week. In addition to hosting a new play group at the house, Henry also passed his intelligence exam as for one of his follow up sessions with the hospital. When he came home I gave him my own intelligence exam, but he failed that one miserably: the capital of Delaware is not "Buh," and 810 divided by 9 is not "Haa."

Henry's love of hats has expanded to anything he can place on or about his head. Buckets that until recently were holding his blocks included. The fact that even with his face covered he'll begin walking forward frightens me though. Perhaps this intelligence test needs to be administrated by someone else??

As a toddler Henry also gets into stuff a lot more. If we don't have all of the cabinets in the kitchen locked down, he'll be setting about to bake a cake (made of paprika, tuna fish, and pink sprinkles) in no time. What I love about this particular video is that he becomes so fixated on what he's doing with the items he's pulled from the cabinet that when Mommy finally says something to him he's startled. Oh, you're still here?

And does our kid still love a good Swiffer? You betcha.

Nice work on the edges and corners there Henry.

On a home related note we have two updates. Our window seat has been installed in the sun room. Painting it is next.



And our Christmas tree is up. Henry helped.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Snow Day!

Henry was just outside enjoying his first real snowfall.

It started this morning when we woke up and looked out the window. Henry was very excited by the winter wonderland he saw.

We also showed Henry how to make a snow angel. Here is getting up from his pint-size version.

Lastly, Henry taught us something we may have forgotten. Snow is delicious. And when you are built as close to the ground as him, there's no need to bring the snow to your face to eat it. It's a wonderful snack straight from the buffet table (ground).