Bursting at the Seams

Henry Scott (Hank) turns 4!

Can you tell this cute boy was excited to have a birthday?! About the week leading up to his birthday, he kept asking if it was his birthday. The day before, he came down the stairs and said, "Mom, wake-up, it's my birsday!" He was disappointed when I told him one more day. Needless to say, the next morning was a repeat of, "Mom, wake-up, it's my birsday!"

This year I took him to Zuchers Party Store and let him pick the theme for his birthday party. He chose Batman...which surprised me because he seems to prefer Spiderman. He often says, "I love Spiderman, he's hilarious." This is in reference to a superhero cartoon he enjoys watching with Hugh.  But, back to the party. He chose a way over-priced Batman piñata, which when it came time for the piñata at the party, Hank had no interest in doing it. He was more interested in the toys he got from his cousins and friends. We did get him to take a swing at it, but when the candy spilled out, he collected none. I guess this really isn't that surprising since Hank's number one interest these days is toys. Nearly every other day he asks to go to Target to pick out a toy. Toys and presents were the real motivation for his birthday to get here. The day after his party, he was asking to get new toys! This kid! And as much as I want him not to care about toys, it really is the way to his heart right now...that and cuddling with him and watching a show (again, something I'm trying to curb...the show part not the cuddle part). 

It was fun to celebrate Henry and the perfect addition he is to our family. After we said goodbye to Hughie, I was hoping to have a little girl sent to our family thinking that it would ease some of the heartache of losing a son. But the moment Hank was born and placed in my arms, I knew he was just what our family needed. And Henry has proven that ever since. Henry also has a real interest in his brother Hughie. He will often ask about him and "when he's going to get alive again?" Recently, Henry even told me he said a prayer for Hughie. There are even times when he gets sad and tells me he just misses Hughie. I love this tender side of Henry and especially his real connection with his brother. 

Henry, I love you! I love your hugs and kisses that you give me so freely...even after I get mad at you (which somedays is more than I'd like). Thanks for being forgiving of my temper and helping me learn the patience I am always trying to get you to learn. You often tell me, "Mom, you just have to be patient." Your smile is gold, and gets me every time! And I love how much you love to cuddle with me. When you get tired during the day you ask for your blankets and for me to cuddle with you. 

You have the best imagination and will often blame your imagination when you get in trouble, "My imagination told me to do it!" You have also been known to tell me your ears are too small, that is why you couldn't hear what I asked you to do. You love to antagonize your sisters, especially Tildy. But you are also quick to comment how cute she is. And lately, you two have been playing so well together, which makes me happy to see you take care of her. I hope you two are always close friends and fierce protectors of one another.

You love the song "Hourglass" by Mindy Gledhill because I told you it was your song. I know she wrote it for her little boy...and it coins so well how I feel about you. 

Hourglass

Little boy, when you speak
I can’t help but kiss your cheeks
I love the way you grab my hands
And tell me all about your plans

Rocket high, comets fly
You and I could hitch a ride
And fly away to Neverland
And give our best to Peter Pan

When you reach for the stars
Don’t forget who you are
And please don’t turn around and grow up way too fast
See the sand in my grasp
From the first to the last
Every grain becomes a memory of the past
Oh, life’s an hourglass
Life’s an hourglass

Story’s read, prayer is said
Close your eyes sleepyhead
While angels linger in your dreams
And hold you in their feathered wings
Just like you, I was small
Not that long ago at all
I wish you all the happiness
That God gives freely if you ask