Yesterday was Martina's birthday and we had big plans for taking her to dinner to celebrate...but..tradegy struck, and Pman got sick. Not just sick, he got the dreaded "pooks". So, being who we are and most of us already on the way to the party, we decided the show must go on. Happy Birthday Martina, we had a great time, wish you were there!
He who dances must pay the fiddler,
HAJ
PS - In case you're wondering, Pman is doing GREAT today, and feeling "so nice" today!
Today is my Gpa E's birthday! Happy birthday Gampa! Hope you have a super duper day. Thank you for all the fun we had this weekend. I promise someday I'll get over this fear of parking lots so you don't have to carry me where ever we go...but secretly, I hope you can always carry me. You give the best rides!
Love you Gampa, Henry
PS - Not to be second class, or ever forgotten...Its Martina's birthday today too! Yay! Thank you for giving me my best pal, (Pman) and can't wait to the other little guy to get out here and play too. Make Palmer give you breakfast in bed!
I went to my friend Palmer's house the other night. We played and played, and then had dinner together. I love to go to his house for a meal. His mom, Martina, is a great cook! She knows just the right temperature and consistency for my formula. I always leave her a big tip, like...don't eat yellow snow!
Today we plan to run all kinds of errands. Not sure what those are yet, but its going to be almost 50 degrees outside today and we need to get out and enjoy it. Mom and Dad are going to go tanning so they don't get completely fried on their vacation. The best part of the day is that my uncle Derek and New Auntie are coming over for dinner and playing and I can't wait! Maybe we should invite Martina over to cook.
Soak up the sunshine,
HAJ
Happy birthday to you....happy birthday to you.....happy birthday dear Grandpa.....happy birthday to you! How old are you....how old are you....OK, we won't talk about that. At least until next year. (wink) Today is my G-pa E's birthday! He's such a great grandpa! He's the one that is responsible for my sweet tooth (that is sure to come through anytime now.) There aren't many kids out there who are allowed chocolate swivel sticks, whipped cream, and just plain good old sugar before you're 4 months old! I'm the luckiest kid in the world. G-pa - I hope you have a great day and remember, its your birthday, so you can do whatever you want. Mom said. You can even have cake for breakfast! I can't wait to see you next week. I love you!
As for me - my parents think maybe I was switched at birth, and that I really belong to an African family from deep in the rain forest. The last few days I've been communicating with a series of clicks and grunts. I keep telling them - look at me! I'm a little Norwegian - I'm not Tarzan! They don't seem to understand what I'm saying though. But, once they learn the ways of the indiginous Norwegian Pygmy people, the foremost developers of the "click" language, I think things will run much more smoothly around here.
Get the lead out,
HAJ
PS - Not that you're any less important than my G-pa - Auntie Martina - but he's blood. I hope you have a great birthday too and I love you! See you tonight!
