Next door to Grandpa's house lives a little girl named Grace (Gracie). She is 20 months older than Henry. The two of them became fast friends. We had never really seen Henry play with a child that age before and it turned out to be the best friendship fit possible. It actually makes me a little sad that Henry is going to be a big brother instead of a little brother b/c he plays the lil' bro part very well. He pretty much did whatever Gracie wanted, and happily. Everything she asked of him he responded with, "Okay!" and when she laughed, he laughed. When she ran, he chased her. When she wanted to play cars or soccer or jump in her jumperoo, Henry was happy to go with her.
The really sweet parts of their friendship were when they'd hold hands or hug, and their politeness and sharing. Gracie always asked if she could play with Henry's toys --even if they were sitting down with 20 hot wheels cars in front of them, she would ask first before playing with any of them. When we got in the car to drive somewhere, Gracie stood there whimpering, "I'll wait right here till you get back." When Henry went outside and Gracie wasn't there he would start yelling, "Gracie! Where are you?" He walked over to her door and knocked on it and just repeated her name over and over.



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