Graduations
Henry has graduated past all kinds of things since the beginning of the New Year. January ushered in his new life as a card-carrying member of the Lambs at "school". He no longer hangs out with the Cherubs. He is a full-blown-solid-foods-eating machine, having tackled broccoli, peaches, pears, plums (and oh, do we remember plums), yams, squash, carrots, oatmeal, barley, rice cereal, and applesauce.
He has graduated past his baby tub for baths, and now swims in the ocean of the "big boy" bathtub ... that's right, he's takin' big boy baths now. He still kicks like crazy, and now he slaps the water. And there's a lot more water now.
He is also sitting up like a champo, but still tips every once in awhile. The next big step is crawling ... he has figured out that he does not like to be stationery, but hasn't quite figured out the muscle work to be mobile. Here it comes, though ...
