a day on the throne

he's a big fan of cold vegetables as gum soothers. he sucked the dear life out of that poor cucumber slice

4:30 - the time huckles wakes from his quarters and bellows for his maid-servants (mom and dad), consistently, every day this week. so much to do, too little time in a day. so we're up. all of us. before the sun rises and long before any of us have the senses for functioning. we all sort of haunt around the house, carrying out our morning routine in a fog. this life, it ain't for the faint of heart. but henry seems pleased with himself, demanding the time and effort of his weary parents before daddy whisks him off to daycare, where they no doubt treat him like a real boy instead of a shining prince. oh the humanity.

and speaking of prince...

 

 eat your heart out prince george. huck knows how to make his blue shorts work hard too.