As I already stated, I think that Saturday was possibly the best day of Henry's life. Not that we did anything that cool, but he was simply so full of joy all day. Even when we pushed his limits (extra long car rides, out to dinner past bed time, longer stretches of no napping) he was all grins and giggles. It was delightful. Not to say we didn't do some cool stuff. His his big cousin Presley is in town (they just met the day prior for the first time!) and thanks to a reader tip we went to the pumpkin patch at Suzie's Farm.
Then we had dinner at the Station. Cause that is what we do.