Happy Birthday Grandmother Lorene

Henry and I have had a busy weekend. My father came out from Georgia to help celebrate my grandmother's 93rd birthday. It was on Friday, but the family gathered for a party yesterday.
Henry enjoys running up to my aunt Betty Ann. She has spent a lot of time with babies and knows how to make them happy.
Henry also enjoyed looking out the window with my aunt Barbara Sue. He seemed a little overwhelmed with all the attention. He would say hi and bye to everyone, turn around in circles, and enjoy the laughter and claps that he got.

The place we have had the party at for the past five or six years closed, so we had to meet in another place. My grandmother is behind Henry, sitting by her cake. There were lots of other kids there Henry's age, but he didn't seem to feel very well so he just sat in his chair.
Henry enjoyed having his head scratched by Randi, my cousin's daughter. She has a baby girl who is a little younger than Henry.
After the party we went back to my grandmother's house. When she went to bed Henry got up in her chair and fell asleep.
Meanwhile back at my home my stepfather Harold had come up from San Antonio. The last time he was here Henry was a little skittish around him. This time he was very gregarious and enjoyed going around the barn with Harold, seeing the tractors and other equipment.
They also enjoyed playing peek a boo in the "big house". Henry and I live in what used to be the hired hand's house. I think the little house was built in 1915 and my uncle was one of the first occupants. It was moved by my grandparents in the 60s to its present location just a few feet from the big house. Since my mother and Harold have been in San Antonio since March I covered the furniture with sheets and don't go out there much. It is easier to take care of Henry in the more compact environment of the smaller house.

Oh and today was Henry's first visit to the dentist. I thought they would do something with his teeth--I added him to my dental insurance. But the dentist (a guy I went to high school with) said they don't typically see children until they are over 3. But they do let children sit in parents' laps, so Henry sat in my lap while I had my teeth cleaned. At first he was scared--he yelled when the woman took out the sharp picks and moved toward my open mouth. He lunged toward my face and tried to cover my mouth up. But by the end he had crawled up my stomach (the chair was reclined and I was in a prone position) and he peered into my mouth while she polished my teeth.