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Screams of the damned?


Here is a treat for the Henry fans out there: the big little bloke screaming all the while on a swing! This one is fresh off the presses and was taken just yesterday morning, as we went on a long hike to give Ez a better chance of sleep.

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yamini said…
Such a happy video of Dear Henry and to see it first thing on a Monday morning makes it more so special.
Thanks for helping me start the week at a "screaming" note.
Luv to Henry...
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I had the extra treat of Henry and Ezra's company at lunch today!
Kavita Saharia said…
watched the one where Henry is entertaining Ezra...well,that explains all about your tracking trip....Henry you are adorable.....muaah.
yamini said…
nice to know about ur lunch treat. Hope you enjoyed with the lads...
stromsjo said…
"Not yet!"

I like the attitude of moderation and restraint in the midst of excitement. Surely Ezra's chances of sleep were significantly increased!
Sue said…
That brought back lots of lovely memories! Don't little kiddies love playgrounds. Apart from the swings, mine adored the slides...the bigger the better! And Kris, if there is one thing you HAVE to do for your boys in this lifetime....you MUST get them a trampoline when they are old enough! I remember how much fun you and Jase had on the trampoline at your place and my boys hardly ever got off theirs for yeeeears!
My favourite activity in a playground was putting them on anything that made them dizzy....oh the laughs as they stumbled around after getting off!!
Irina said…
Why, just a little scream of a happy boy!
I like those short snaps of somebody's life which is so different to mine.
Kris McCracken said…
Kavita, they are a fine pair!
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, Ezra nearly caught a pigeon...
Kris McCracken said…
Per, he loves to shout out “WHEN! WHEN!” when he’s ready to go higher.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, after an extended bout of spinning around yesterday, Henry confessed to Jen that “the house is moving mummy” as he staggered about the place.
Kris McCracken said…
Irina, don’t they have swings in Moscow? ;)
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, he can be sweet now and again.
Dina said…
Haha, fun! Enjoy it while you can, Kris. When my Dean came to visit, all grown up (5), he no longer wanted or needed my pushes on the swing. A turning point in life.
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I will force them to let me give them a push!
Dina said…
Force them? Good luck.
Then you will really hear screaming, if you even try.
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, I rule with an iron fist in a velvet glove! ;)

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