Sunday, July 13, 2008
Sometimes...
...when my mom looks out the window, she sees me sitting on the fence. I told her "I like to sit there and think." My mom and dad say it's kind of funny to just sit on a fence. They say "fence sitting" isn't the greatest quality to have, but it's o.k. for now. They even made sure it wasn't bugging the neighbors, and then explained to me that I shouldn't ask adults how old they are, especially when I'm sitting on the fence peeking into their back yard.
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That boy cracks me up!
those trees back there are so great.
Didn't your neighbors recently decide to move? Nice work Henry! Now the Ryan's can move here;)
Henry is one cool kid.
So, so stinking hilarious!
I'm glad that there is a "k" in peeking, or sitting on that fence could be a lot worse. As for that sweet boy asking people's ages, he is his mother's son. And he is a deep thinker. Perhaps he'll be an FBI agent when he grows up.
That is one of the funniest things I have ever seen.
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