Thomas the Train and his friends are still big in Henry's life. He likes hooking them all together. He likes putting Little People in the empty cars. He likes unhooking them and matching the ones of similar color together. He likes taking them to his bed. He likes taking them in the car. Sometimes it is hard to separate Henry from the trains.
Henry likes looking at the paper when eating breakfast. Usually the sports section is a good distraction but one morning the weather section was showing and there's a photo of the Lincoln skyline with the capitol showing. Henry says "look its the Capitol" - how many other kids not quite 3 can point out the Capitol? Not too surprising since we visited "that building" earlier this summer but still good memory.
A few weeks ago as Henry was preparing to go to bed he looks at me as says "you're not daddy" I agreed then he says "you're mommy" and gets a smile on his face as he continues "you're Courteney". He still calls me mommy but likes to remind me every once in awhile that my name is Courteney.
Henry likes counting though he might miss a number or two along the way. He likes repeating numbers so if you count, he will count along with you. He recognizes certain store logos - ie. HyVee on food boxes/jars, Runza on coupons or cups. He has started singing a song about the Mercy of God but I have no idea what song it is.
I have noticed something unique to Henry in his running style. When he really gets going his left arm wholeheartedly swings; and his right arm is just along for the ride. It swings a little but not as much as the left.
Henry made it almost a full month (one day short) of wearing briefs 24/7 before having an accident in the middle of the night. I was pretty impressed he did that well. He's had a few since but still doing great.
We have officially started the winter regimen of breathing maintenance including morning and evening treatments with the nebulizer and an evening dose of "sugar" (singular) . . . and, lately, an evening nasal rinse. So far he is putting up with everything.
I forgot to post last month and had to mention since it's a cute story to remember. When Henry puts on my shoes or slippers he says "look I'm Homer" - I'm not sure why wearing my shoes reminds him of Homer the Haymarket hound but it does. He will also climb into Mike's boots and proclaim to be a firefighter which seems a little more appropriate.
