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Henry versus the parnips

The Henry faction were upset that the Ezra faction were treated with a video last week. Here is the square up, with Henry doing his best Nigella Lawson impression.

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yamini said…
THANK YOU!!!!
But Henry looks like he is shying away from the camera. What happened?
KL said…
Awwwww....he can speak so nicely nowadays :-) :-)....hugs..hugs...

It's funny, "mashing Ezra." :-). Was that a slip of tongue or children don't understand the use of all these prepositions in English, even if it is their mother-tongue?
KL said…
O Kris, by the way, have you watched the Indian movie "Lagaan?" You might want to watch it as one of its central theme is Cricket. I am saying this because I think in one of your comments, you have something to say about Rahman, the music composer of Slumdog Millionaire. He is also the same composer of Lagaan. I have not watched SM yet. But Lagaan is beautiful along with its songs. Lagaan was nominated (if I remember correctly) in the best foreign film category in Oscar.
Babzy.B said…
Thanks Henry , it makes me improve my listening skills ;) !
Anonymous said…
That is one cute video.

Abraham Lincoln said, "Hello," all the way from Brookville, Ohio in the U.S.A. And his wife of 53 years said hello too.

Pat and Abe Lincoln
Brookville, Ohio
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it was more a case that he was propped up on the bench and couldn't run at me...
Kris McCracken said…
KL, he's still grasping the proper syntax, but I can't be too hard on him, most people I encounter make similar mistakes!
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I've not seen Lagaan, but I know of it. I don't get much of a chance to watch movies these days, although I did see Madagasgar 2 the other day...
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, he never shuts up!
Kris McCracken said…
Pat and Abe, good to have the both of you around!
Sue said…
I just wanna know what your wife is doing to Ezra in the background? He is going up and down like a yoyo! Or was that him bouncing himself??
Your last remark to Henry was a touch cynical!!?? hehehe
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, that is Ez going like the clappers in his bouncy chair. He has great rhythm in his leg thrusting to generate bounce and can work up a real sweat.

Cynicism that has been generated by Henry's false claims.
Sue said…
Honestly...Ez looks like he is about to launch like a Soviet Soyuz rocket!
Perhaps one of his middle names could have been "Sputnik"???

All joking aside...the boys are growing so fast. They truly are so damn gorgeous! I just love the fact that I can watch them grow through your blog...gotta love technology! I really feel like I know them even though we have never met them! Even Cody and Zac like looking at the pics and videos to see what they are up to!
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, both of them are very athletic boys. I had Henry out running on an oval yesterday evening.

I have photos.
Unknown said…
soooooo adorable that Henry. And you are one funny daddy. :)
Kris McCracken said…
Thiên, he threw his shoes at his mother's head this afternoon.

Not ten seconds after being told off for throwing his shoes at me!

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