After many many months of complaining that Henry doesn't really talk that much, I can stop. He, however, cannot stop. Talk talk talk. That is all he does. Oh wait, he talks and then laughs. Sometimes he for real laughs and sometimes he totally mocks my laugh which makes me laugh and then he mocks me some more. It's been a blast but also really scary because I have a little bit of a potty mouth and oooooh boy. I'm gonna be in trouble if I don't knock it off. Who am I kidding. I'm already in trouble.
Is it wrong that I'm terribly disappointed that when he says, "truck," it actually sounds like, "truck?"
This afternoon my friend was reading him one of his favorite books and at the end Henry slammed the book shut and yelled, "THE END!" He's been quietly saying, "the end" at the end of stories for a few days now but oh my GOD this new story ending is hilarious and joyful and wonderful and the best part is he wants to hear the same story over and over again so there was lots of screaming THE END today and oooooh even though this parenting thing is crazy difficult and stressful, it is the most hilarious and heartwarming and fun thing I have ever and will ever do.
THE END!
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