Saturday, October 15, 2011

Party pants

Henni wears party pants, not some of the time, but all the time. Seriously, at the time of the royal wedding Davis and I were Googling Lady Gaga to see where she fit in the royal family, today we have LMFAO on repeat - all because of Miss Party Pants. Ah yes, Henni screams in the car, at top volume, if one puts on anything other than top 40. Once she has her music on she bobs her head and, no joke, does some car dancing. This morning Davis and I joined in, arms bopping, heads weaving...Oliver rolled his eyes and looked out the window, Henni shrieked with pure joy (and danced her little heart out).

In addition to loving a good party (and ensuring everything becomes a party), Henni has decided walking might be an ok means of transportation. For about a month now Henni has been talking about 5- 10 steps and then getting down on all fours and doing her lightening speed crawl. For the past week, however, Henni has given walking a chance. She looks like a cross between Frankenstein and a cowgirl (after a long long ride), but the girl does get to where she wants to go.


1 comment:

  1. Sounds like Henni and I should hang out more often. Blast some top 40. And please tell me you are kidding about Gaga.

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