The past couple of days James and I have been delighting in a new kind of baby torture (according to Henry). We love sticking hats on his cute little head!! I must say that he looks quite dashing in them. He disagrees. He will initially allow us to put them on him, but he promptly yanks them right back off. It's funny, but we actually have 3 more hats that he's never worn. Those pictures will be coming!
We have a ridiculously small little above the ground pool in our backyard that we bought just for him. We also bought a neat little baby float that has a shade over it. We decided to try it all out yesterday. At first he had this reaction:
We think that his little cry face is so cute.
Then after a bit, he felt more like this:

Not exactly happy, but at least not mad either. Perhaps after a few more tries he'll grow to love it. That's what happened with bath time---he absolutely
hated it at first, but now it's one of his favorite things (though I think that eating will always be #1).
On a sad note, Henry went through a rough time Tuesday night, which was exactly 1 week from coming home. He woke up around 2:30 am crying his head off. This wasn't his usual crying. It was wild, uncontrollable screaming for about 20 minutes. He was resisting our comforting him as well. Even though he's not really talking yet, he was trying to say something over and over. It was the most horrible thing to watch him go through. This grieving is a normal (though extremely difficult) part of the process. If you think of this past week from his perspective, then it's amazing that he's done so well! Last night, our sweet boy slept through the entire night without waking once. It's the first time he's done that with us.