About 30 minutes after putting him to bed and hearing nothing from him, I was washing dishes and heard a monotone, "I am a Robot".
He continues repeating this and addresses his favorite bear, "Dink, I am a robot."
I'm not sure if he was sleep talking, or if he was holding his robot and speaking for him to Dink, but I do have to brag for Henry--he has a pretty awesome robot voice.
While Todd attended the Priesthood meeting last Saturday Henry and I made a puppet theater and a puppet Henry so lovingly named, Charlie.
His puppet show:
Charlie: "Hello! I'm a puppet."
Another voice: "Is your name Charlie?"
There are two trees at the village (our home community) Henry could camp out in all day. The small crab-apple tree by our home and the tall tree shading the playground.
He points out the webs, bugs and the "tiny rocks below!"
Although he's not much of a climber yet, he simply enjoys lounging on the branch . . .
while I anxiously stand with a finger hooked in his belt loop so he doesn't really know I'm hanging on--because if he did he'd push my hand away and say, "No Mom, by myself"--just in case he falls. Whew, that's quite the run-on sentence.