you should click here to see the entire album of henri’s recent trip to saratoga springs.
Back Together Again 2009/06/29
We had a wonderful visit to Florida a couple weeks ago. Despite the way-too-hot temperature, Henri flourished once again under the full time TLC of nani, papi and Emma. While there, Henri learned some very important skills from his cousin, such as as how to say “Papi Cuckoo” and how to dance until your legs fall off. He also loved nani’s cooking, swimming and wearing nothing but a diaper all day long. All in all, he had a Blast (capital B intended). And it was pretty fun for mom-mom, too.
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we saved the worst for last 2009/01/04
it’s official: we aren’t beach people. although henri loved the sand and the deserted and shady beach at 8 am was nice, they didn’t quite compensate for the 2 hour bus ride there and back (especially with henri screaming all the way home).
on the upside, henri has become quite the photographer (see below).
at least, i salvaged the day with some great shots of the h-man. this one is, as they say, priceless. and, considering how often he smiles for the camera, it’s also rare.
We spent the last day of the year in Jamaica’s hidden gem–Mavis Bank and Forres Park (our future home!) in St. Andrew’s Parish, where Mark and I discovered true paradise. We call it paradise not only because the mountain climate is perfect and views are spectacular, but because most of the mountainside is covered in coffee bean plants! Now, that’s bliss.
Hope Botanical Gardens, Kingston, Jamaica 2008/12/31
We’re running a little late for our 9:30 AM pickup today, but here are a few shots from yesterday’s visit to the gardens/zoo. Amazing public spaces!
As you all know, Henri’s first word (“dawg!”) was a true indication of his greatest love (or should we say fascination). So, I was happy to oblige our vacationing-host’s request to take care of their 3 dogs while here in Jamaica. Little did I know there are 2 weimaraners! Though P.J. is the size of a small horse and Frida is as awkward as any weim I’ve yet to see, Henri isn’t scared of them one bit. The third dog is poor little Zipper, who’s more scared of us but can bark just as loud when a stranger passes on the road…
Henri really enjoyed sailing, when he wasn’t sleeping–or, even while he was sleeping! We did a good job of keeping him sunburn-free, except for right around his eyes where I was too afraid to put the lotion. I guess our next stop in Jamaica is going to be a baby-sunglasses store.