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When harmony, mutual consideration and trust pass out of the home, hell enters in.


Here they all are sitting in Henry’s bedroom this morning. I went in to work late because Henry had an appointment for a haircut and we had some Christmas shopping to attend to. I thought I’d best post this picture as the before for Henry, as none of the few dozen I took after the event turned out publishable.

So here you can see Henry with what I like to call his "happy Myra Hindley" look going on. Stay tuned to this station for the after to see the damage!

To whet your appetite, revisit the two previous example of Henry stylin’ and profilin’, in August, and in February.

Comments

Dina said…
The Happy Family.
How short did you go? Let's see Henry's haircut.
Priyanka Khot said…
thanks for the photo update... work is so slow and excruciating today that i needed my dose of Henry n Ezra. :-)
Julie said…
There is definitely a finger fetish going on here, isn't there?

Quite a sweet aspect of the image ... actually what did you do to get them all to gaze so directly at you. No no ... erase that ... I don't think I need to know.
A satisfied Henry fan here today!
I was about to ask "haircut?! for which one", when I realised...your family pictures are so lovely, mate!
Neva said…
Whta a great picture....I love the faces on those little munchkins!!!!
I agree with Dina....the Happy Family (smiling at Daddy/hubby).
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, they are occasionally happy. They do make a lot of noise though...

Re. the haircut, we didn’t go too short. Henry was unsure.

Priyanka, I hope that it helped.

Julie, neither of them has never had fish fingers, but Henry has had ‘vegetable fingers’ though.

I was threatening to strangle Elmo if they didn’t look at me.
Kris McCracken said…
Diva, good to hear!

Emmanuel, clue: it wasn’t the one in the middle!

Neva, I am sure that they were in awe of me. Yes, that’s it!
freefalling said…
He's got a little basketball tummy, too.
freefalling said…
The Myra Hindley look.
Funny.
Kris McCracken said…
FF, are you a Melbourne Tigers fan?

Jen doesn't like it when I call Henry 'Myra'.

Consequently, I call him that a lot.

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