So he is nicely ensconced in my bed, eating Apple Jacks, and watching Donald Duck's "A Duck Tale". He's happy as a clam.

Welcome to the Chronicles of Henry. Henry became my son on November 4, 2004, a Thursday afternoon, in Vladivostok, Russia. He was 15 months old. He is the light of my life and I can't imagine my life without him. Henry is a HUGE fan of Curious George.
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I would have sworn that I commented yesterday when I first heard that Henry was sick, but on further review, it seems I only wrote the comment, but was unsuccessful in posting it. Thrust is--I like tomato soup and grilled cheese when I'm sick. Maybe Henry will like it too.
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Kristen
i hate it when they're just not themselves :( it hurts my heart. hope he's back to himself soon.
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leggy