I painted my toenails this morning and Henry watched me. The second I was done and got the cap back on, he grabbed it, jetted off towards our bed, climbed up, and tried to paint his toes (don't worry, the cap was still on). Earlier in the day, he had on a bracelet, necklace, and headband, while talking on my pink cell phone. This is normal, right?!? :) Actually, I kind of like that maybe he's not ALL boy. He loves car, trucks, balls, and throwing things too. He's got that little boy energy, but maybe he'll have a sensitive side too? Or maybe he'll have a great fashion sense.