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Thursday, July 21, 2005

Happy anniversary to us!

Sorry to all you Henry picture lovers, but last night was chock full of busy-ness. Sarah and I celebrated out third anniversary by willing ourselves out of the house, eating at a fantastic organic restaurant called North Star, and finishing it up with the world Graetest ice cream (that's right, we made it to Graeter's).

Henry was our guest of honor. He did very well. He was awake most of the time, but didn't meltdown until our ice cream cones were finished. Then, since the Henry eruption was imminent, we snapped him up and busted home. Then some Henry dinner (the 9:00 PM installment of dinner) was served up, and the evening was over.

This anniversary was our first glimpse of how things are going to be different. We eaked out all the anniversary we could, and it was great. But it wasn't nearly as important to us as our first two anniversaries. Nor should it be. Not for us, anyway. Henry is Numero Uno now. Little trivia tidbit: Henry means Head of the Household. Seriously. And he sure is.

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