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Old age is the most unexpected of things that can happen to a man.


To continue the Henry double feature today, here is the little wrinkled prune at two and a half years!

He's eating cheese!
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Roddy said…
You want to take Henry to work with you and then he can eat cake. Or is that only for the staff?
1 April 2009 at 21:23
KL said…
Oh Dear! if at 2 and a 1/2, he is an old man, then what are you :-P?
1 April 2009 at 21:40
Irredento Urbanita said…
Two things: my second name is Elmo, and cheese is the food I don't like.

Funny.

Regards

Valery

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1 April 2009 at 22:50
EG CameraGirl said…
Eating cheese is so good for him that I'm sue he'll grow to be a very old man indeed!
2 April 2009 at 04:22
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, they did have cake again the other day. I never eat it.
2 April 2009 at 13:25
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I am like Peter Pan.

Only more jaded and cranky.
2 April 2009 at 13:25
Kris McCracken said…
Irredento, Elmo is a good middle name, and how can you not like cheese?
2 April 2009 at 13:26
Kris McCracken said…
YEGTG, fingers crossed he lasts long enough to pay for me when I retire...
2 April 2009 at 13:26
Roddy said…
Kris, my son, I am almost retired. Are you going to look after me?
2 April 2009 at 15:16
Priyanka Khot said…
Henry has just started.... don't retire him so soon :P
2 April 2009 at 15:31
Sue said…
Do you remember getting a trophy when you were little for being "The Best Cheese Eater"??????
I remember...I was at the ceremony when it was presented to you (at your Aunty Heather's)
I was sooooo proud of you!!!! hehhehehe
2 April 2009 at 16:08
yamini said…
Henry is awesome (once again) though, this time too, he doesnt make any serious effort to be so (as usual).
2 April 2009 at 20:40
Kris McCracken said…
Roderick, not a chance!
4 April 2009 at 16:52
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, I have to put him to work first!
4 April 2009 at 16:52
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, I am sure that I earned it.
4 April 2009 at 16:52
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he did another poo on the toilet today...
4 April 2009 at 16:53
yamini said…
Hi Kris, thanks for keeping us updated... :)
5 April 2009 at 00:12
KL said…
How long does the nose grow?
5 April 2009 at 10:52
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, you will be glad to know that there was even more poo in toilet bowl on the weekend too!

Very exciting stuff.
6 April 2009 at 15:59
Kris McCracken said…
KL, about eight inches.
6 April 2009 at 15:59
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