How I spent my Saturday - By Me

Hi everybody, It's me, Henry.
I have never skateboarded before but today I learned. Mum filmed it and we made a music video for you. My brothers would be proud.
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Henry made me do it!

Henry made me blog this.

We gave Tatum, Henry's niece, my grandaughter, little African-American twin babydolls for Christmas. Tatum named them Baby Ann and Baby Gran on the spot. So sweet. She undresses them every night and puts little jammies on them, making sure to carefully cover them from the cold. Such a little mom! Later, jamie told me Tatum had changed the twins names to Humpy-hump and Chong-chong! Henry reminded me of her nicknames tonight. We are laughing so hard I can hardly type. Oh Tay Tay, you are the best! I guess it's better than, the crack spider's bitch and the Bride of Chucky.

Same old, same old

Whadya know... a change in demeanor leading to bad news and a request for help. So very him. The man's more transparent than a starlet's shirt....

An important message from the Canadian Wildlife Service

We have our priorities...

Click the title above to check out the introduction to the long-awaited Apple iPhone. Starting now, I will be penny-pinching until I have saved enough to afford this ridiculously expensive phone. In fact, Henry watched the whole 1:45 (sorry, that is one hour 45 minute) keynote with me last night, cheering in all the right places and we decided to eat nothing but bread and water for 6 months until we have enough money saved to buy 2! He wants one too, of course. Man I love that kid! He really is a mini mac-nerd, just like me.

I have a big wall and I'm not afraid to use it.

I have a big empty wall that has been empty for a long time because I haver never been able to figure out what to do with it. Now I know. I am going to paint this quote on the wall so every morning when I am rushing down the stairs to hurry off to my 9 to 5er, I can slow down and read it. Everyday, everyday... until I fully absorb it. It's from Akeelah and the Bee. (written by Marianne Williamson.)

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Where is my bloggishness? (Oh. There it is.)

I really want to blog. I have a burning inner desire to blog but I don't know where my bloggishness went because I can't make myself sit down and do it. Well actually, when I have something that is pressing me to blog about (oh like, Henry's pink feather princess mules worn proudly for 2 days with athletic socks, which I have a darling picture of) I am expressly told "DO NOT blog this Mummy!" I was given permission for this disclosure, just not the accompanying picture. The other day I had a non-Henry list in my head, but now I don't know where it ran off to, because it certainly isn't on the tip of my brain anymore.