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What's in a name? That which we call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet.


So we went to the beach yesterday. It was a bit overcast, and a bit too cold to swim (unless you're a Great White Shark). That didn't stop Henry demonstrate his superior penmanship in the sand.

I got plenty of photos, so expect to be drip fed over the next few days.
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Babzy.B said…
Nice picture , i like to write and draw on the sand too !
23 March 2009 at 21:43
Dina said…
Someday that will be Henry's penmanship.
Funny, just yesterday my Dean (5) and I were writing in the wet sand of the Mediterranean .
We wait for more of your beach pics.
23 March 2009 at 23:09
MurciaDailyPhoto said…
It's nice to see how proud you are as a parent. Surely when Henry wrote his name you have to clean the viewfinder of you camera (that is dampened).
The photo is very good framed.
24 March 2009 at 01:30
Tash said…
I'm impressed! More please.
24 March 2009 at 05:59
Baino said…
Henry has plumber's crack. He's very 'neat' for a littlun
24 March 2009 at 06:18
KL said…
Absolutely don't mind. You won't be able to satisfy us no matter how much you try feeding us :-P. Nice photo.
24 March 2009 at 09:06
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, I like that you can write it over and over and over for seven miles if you like (on THIS beach).
24 March 2009 at 09:58
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, how is Dean enjoying Israel?
24 March 2009 at 09:59
Kris McCracken said…
MDP, between you, me (and the gatepost), Henry had a little bit of help...
24 March 2009 at 10:05
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, it's coming!
24 March 2009 at 10:05
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, for a long time, Henry's bum crack was crooked. It appears to be straightening as he gets older.
24 March 2009 at 10:05
Kris McCracken said…
KL, you're like Steve Waugh and Henry, "never satisfied"!
24 March 2009 at 10:06
yamini said…
Way to go Henry!!!! and we are waiting for more.....
24 March 2009 at 19:31
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he should have written "...loves Kris".
25 March 2009 at 08:37
yamini said…
what self obsession on your part Kris!!!! But i can understand. I mean who wouldn't want to be loved by a dashing, dynamic lad like Dear Henry? :))
25 March 2009 at 15:43
KL said…
Hmmm...was he really that sort of captain - never satisfied? I have heard Imran Khan was also like that. But then perhaps it was good. Wasn't Australian team unbeatable under Waugh's captaincy? Not sure about all these stats though, but heard or read something like that. And, that's why Ponting gets compared to Waugh all the time and then gets criticized.
25 March 2009 at 22:46
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, not obsession, merely due respect!
26 March 2009 at 14:50
Kris McCracken said…
KL, his book was called "never satisfied", and he claimed that it was his mantra.
26 March 2009 at 14:51
Dina said…
Dean is having fun here, Kris.
He says he wants to marry me and live with me forever. Aren't little boys supposed to say that to Mum and not to grandma??

I enjoyed perusing your posts today. The kid/wife ones are great.
29 March 2009 at 03:49
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I ask Henry to marry me all the time, and he always says "NO!"
30 March 2009 at 09:12
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