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Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.


Here you can see a pre-haircut Henry in his secret bedroom lair/fort last weekend. He sets himself up safely under cover, only to emerge from his bunker to lob missiles from his vast stores of ammunition at any unsuspecting visitor. Toys, drinks, pillows, books, blankets, sleeping bags and everything in between has been lobbed in my direction (generally at the head).

Thankfully, we don't let him keep his revolver in his room...

Comments

KL said…
Ah! what a lovely room where he can sit and imagine all sorts of things and conquer the whole world. Vibrantly colorful room.
tony said…
King Of The Castle!
Dot-Com said…
Better keep a safe distance!!
Kris McCracken said…
KL, it seems to entertain him.
Kris McCracken said…
Tony, the usurper of the castle!
Kris McCracken said…
Dot-Com, in the other room!
Sue said…
Brilliant! Gotta love boys and their imaginations!
Watch out for when he starts to set booby traps for you!
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, he is a violent little thug sometimes. Just like his mother!
blackie said…
oh my lord. do u guys have elmo shares?
Kris McCracken said…
Blackie, I can honestly say that we have only expended about 35 dollars on Elmo-related produce. suspected Most things have been given to us by Elmo shareholders.
yamini said…
Thanks for sharing with us a view of Henry's room. The posters on the wall are colourful.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it looks different now that Henry has a big boy's bed in there.

He's not sleeping in it yet, but you have to start somewhere!

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