My first child, Hendrix is such a great big, big brother. I worried before Henderson was born about how he would handle life with a baby. He has blown me away with his patience. Now, as Henderson is throwing all of his toys on top of him and riding him like a horse, Hendrix looks up at me as if to say "Really? You had to bring home another one of these?" Then he gets up and moves for the 1,000 time trying to find safety from the annoying toddler. At least the little one doesn't pull his tail...yet...
Our little family of four (five with Hendrix) are heading down to the beach for a quick trip this weekend. In a week, I am going to head to West Point with the kids while Stephen stays home. (He acts like he will miss us, but I already hear the excitement in his voice...hehe!) Stephen is going to drive me to Albany to meet my parents. I am not quite ready to venture out on a 4 hour trip with the boys by myself!
Mary Beth is graduating from kindergarten! Whoa! We will get to be there for the excitement. Henderson will be cheering on his "Bef, Bef" (as he calls her) from the crowd:)


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