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Sincerity is that whereby self-completion is effected, and its way is that by which man must direct himself.


Six months old here, and already auditioning for Playmate of the Year (he didn't win).

Personally, I put it down to lack of adequate cleavage.

[Happy Birthday Henry, by the way.]
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Dina said…
"By the way"??! And in brackets yet!

H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y
DEAR SWEET H E N R Y !!

Enjoy your birthday and your new year of life! Mazal tov to your lucky parents too.
23 October 2008 at 05:25
FRances said…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HENRY. WE WILL SEE YOU TODAY, HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY, ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY FROM UNCLE JASON, KRIS GIVE HENRY A BIG KISS FROM NANA.SEE YOU SOON
23 October 2008 at 06:19
Sue said…
Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday dear Hennnnrrrrryyyyyyyyyyy...... Happy Birthday tooooooo yooooooooooouuuuu!!!!!!!
Loads of love and sloppy kisses and hugs from your Aunty Sue and cousins Cody and Zac xoxoxoxoxox
We love you dear Henry! Have a wonderful birthday and year!
23 October 2008 at 09:26
blackie said…
Look at dose chubby wittle arms, like he's made of dough. Did you ever think of sprinkling a little sugar on him and baking him?

Happy birthday Henry. I hope your parents don't eat you. Mind you, now that they've got Ezra...
23 October 2008 at 12:10
Priyanka Khot said…
Happy Birthday Henry....

Loads and loads of kisses to you!!!

may you grow up to master the good that both your parents possess.

Happy birthday from Delhi.

P.S: Celebrating your birthday in Delhi too!!! check out the blog.
23 October 2008 at 15:00
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, well, I more formally spoke with him prior to his reading of it on the blog.

I have passed on your best wishes and he was delighted to receive them.

Frances, no need to shout...

Sue, he said “Ta”.

Blackie, I just nibbled on the a bit. No blood.

Priyanka, kisses passed on, with much gratitude.
24 October 2008 at 13:15
Debbie Courson Smith said…
Happy Birthday Henrgy - you probably think I'm a couple of days late in conveying the wish, but in my neighborhood, we celebrate birthdays for ten days! They're quite the events.
25 October 2008 at 13:33
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