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To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.


Here you can see Henry saying "Happy Birthday Nana". He's a generous chap in that regard.

I was talking about decisions and all that. Thinking about decisions, especially what are ostensibly difficult decisions, the worrying aspects primarily concern the externalities of the situation: the known knowns are fine, the unknown knowns must not be relevant, the known unknowns can’t be controlled and the unknown unknowns really don’t matter.

All that you’re left with is action...

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Baino said…
Well you know what 'they' say .. control the things you can . . I'm a Libran . . I just can't make decisions then when I do, I change my mind. It really is time you changed Henry's T shirt!
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, truth be told, the photo was taken on the same day as the other one. This is Henry's gang banger sleeveless t-shirt.
KL said…
You should have put the video of his trying to say that :-). You put all these pics of Ezra now (wrong English construction), but do you have any such photos of Henry at those age? It would be really nice to see such photos of Ezra at this age and Henry at that age side by side for comparison.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I did do a bit of a retrospective to celebrate Henry's second birthday. There are also quite a few photos of Henry in the archives.
yamini said…
Henry is looking "carelessly charming" in the photograph (i dont know whether I have been able to put in the right mix of adjectives) but what to do, the pace at which you keep putting up the photographs, I might soon run out of adjectives to describe them.
nevertheless, no complaints on that front, keep them going.... we are waiting for more....

P.S. Please dont ever comb his hair.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I've never bothered combing my hair, so I think that Henry will be safe.

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