Night Terrors

Last night, Henry woke up screaming about dinosaurs trying to "scratch him".

When I went into his room, he was sobbing hysterically, saying "Hold me Daddy... we're best friends..."

Not to be melodramatic, but in a nutshell, moments like that are why I have children.

Maifest

The smile on Henry's face on various amusement rides is permanently burned into my retinas.