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Family Fun Day

We spent the first day of Spring with family. We went to eat sushi and to the mall with Diana, Tabby and Caden. Diana is married to Randall's Uncle Rick and Tabby is her daughter-in-law. Caden is Tab's son. He was born 1 year earlier than Henry. I am so glad we are family. We have a fun time together. It was a beautiful day and so fun to have our boys together. They are going to be a match here real soon, I just know it. Lunch was nice with just us chatting without the men folk dominating the conversation. A rarity for us.

Henry was SO over the shopping trip as soon as it started. I took this picture of him as the sales lady at Dillards was telling him what a strong and nice name he had. I love it. It is though he is looking at her and saying, "Get out of my face lady!" Henry P. was a bear during our shopping trip. He will go back to the mall to see the Easter Bunny this week and will not return to shop for a while. We left our mark and need not return for a shopping excursion for a little bit.

After we got home from the mall my Daddy and his wife, Connie, came to visit. Henry loves his Grandaddy and Aunt Connie. He slept most of the time they were at our house. The mall wore him out. Daddy went and got us bbq and we had a nice time visiting. With Randall gone all week, it was nice to have some company all day.

We waited for his sweet Daddy to come home yesterday and he was so excited about it. I would say "Daddy is coming home to see his buddy" and he would just smile and giggle. I think his Daddy was just as excited to see him also. Those two are quite the pair. I just love having my boys in the floor playing together and the fact that they look just alike makes it even better. Though, Randall did say to Henry last night, "boy, you look just like your Mama!" The verdict is still out, I reckon. He does have my big ole eyes and...they are brown after all. Such a sweet baby face he has.

Abby

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