Henry took communion at the afternoon family service, which was his first time. It was just after he turned to Cory and whined, "My penis huuuurts." Thankfully, Henry's nap made us a little late to the service, so we were sitting in the faux row of folding chairs, several feet away from other worshipers. And, no worries. An underwear adjustment and a couple of full body shakes got rid of the discomfort.
Here we are after the service:
Reindeer!
Preview gift...
Cookies and Henry's letter for Santa, in his words:Dear Santa Claus,
Good morning. Give Santa some cookies. Write Santa a letter. Thanks for bringing stuff and lots of toys. The reindeer can eat more food when they get to my house. Merry Christmas!
Love,
H-e followed by a T (on the other side) then r, y.
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