Milk with that coffee?

Dear Henry,

Yesterday we had the joy of lyin' around and taking long, warm naps with you. At noon daddy went to get his hair cut and we went along. Everyone was really into you, once again! Big surprise! It was a bit of a dreary and cold day spittin' little specks of rain on your tiny face. We decided to visit your Auntie Kristin and Auntie Carrie at Soma, the cool coffee shop on Kirkwood. Auntie Carrie ran around the counter to see you, leaving three or four customers standing in line while she got all googlie over you. When you're around people can't help themselves. You seemed to enjoy the sounds of the coffee shop milk steamer and fluffy whip cream shwooshing out of the can. Daddy stood outside talking with Brad. Then Auntie Kristin joined us to take your CD's and books back to the library, not to worry, Rocket Boy is now in daddy's ITunes and ready to play at will. Auntie K scoured the CD racks to find the right music for you. She found "Most Amazing Dinosaur Songs," which has a great alphabet song that you seemed to enjoy during your leg cycling today. She also made sure you had a Spanish CD. The other two CD's were a big miss with one exception, Steve Roslonek's, "The Pirate Song."

Then we dug into the cardboard books and found these books...


Little Gorilla is WONDERFUL!
I loved reading it to you before bed last night. Daddy laughed at the idea of "Bear About Town" and insisted that he be the one to read it to you. All of those little cardboard books make me weepy because they always have some sweet little theme to them about getting big, lovin' your guts out, or how grateful we are to have you. For mommy and daddy we can really relate to those sentiments so it is hard for us to make it through such things without a crack in the voice, a pause to recoup or a tissue at the end. Someday I'll tell you about your special book, "The Night You Were Born."

You were so awake yesterday evening we decided to go get some cookies at a warm, sweet smellin' place called Baked. They make cookies to order while you wait. Like has been your pattern you behaved like a gentleman while we scarfed down chocolate chip cookies with icing and oatmeal craisin walnut numbers with bottomless mugs of fresh milk. You snuggled in next to me in the peanut shell sling purring like a cat.

Everyday with you ups the happiness meter. We are so lucky.
Love, Mommy