The prince of the house.

Those of you who know H, know that he loves to make things. A favorite medium is paper held together by lots of tape (the more tape, the better, usually). The other day he made B a crown, and told me that it's because B is "the prince of the house." How true. How true.



H adores B, by the way, and has to be told upon occasion, "All right, he's had enough hugs and kisses for now!"

The same day, he also made B a propeller beanie. I think he got the idea from Calvin and Hobbes.

He might fly away at any moment...