Henry and the Minnesota State Fair

While Cadi and I were hesitant to visit the State Fair with Henry, we ended up making the decision to bring him along to see how he would do. We thought if he didn't do well we could always leave early. We just started putting him in the stroller without the carrier, so now he was sitting up like a "big boy," and he always has loved walks and being outside.

Our first test run sitting like a "big boy."

Well, on the way to the shuttle in Roseville, our decision to bring him seemed to be a very bad one. Henry didn't cry on the car ride there, he screamed, and screamed until we considered just turning the car around and calling the trip a loss. Once we got to Roseville High School and got him out of his carrier, he calmed down -- in fact, he was downright happy after that moment.

On the bus ride to the fair, I noticed a group of four older ladies across from me smiling and laughing. I look at Henry in my arms and he is just smiling from ear to ear and flirting with the whole group as they take in his cuteness. They couldn't look away and neither could Henry. Soon more people began to notice Henry showing off. By the end of the ten minute trip to the fair, he had several fans enjoying his baby antics.

At the fair, he rode in his stroller like a champ and didn't fuss once the entire day. He was so captivated by all that was going on -- he embraced one of his mom and dad's favorite fair activities, "people watching." 

He enjoyed being held by his aunts, trying to eat our food and soaking in all the sights, sounds and people at the fair. We ended up going on the perfect day when it was not too hot, which worked out for a long day at the fair.

On the shuttle ride home, Henry repeated his charming routine with a new group of people. One lady thought he was so cute that she actually wanted to take a picture of him to capture his blue eyes. A little odd, but he is damn cute.

That night, Henry went down like a ton of bricks and slept through entire night. The fair wore him right out.

Henry is five months old now -- it's still hard to believe. He laughs more than ever and sure gets himself into all sorts of new trouble with his clumsy crawling. Here are some more of my favorite pictures from the past month.

He loves Caribou like his parents.