Fish Fry Friday

Henry is a little more "Wisconsin" every day, it seems. He loves cheese. He loves bratwurst. He loves the polka, a discovery made at his music class and a show at the local library. I think he admitted he liked the color red to Aunt Jessica (after some coaxing). And this picture indicates he'll be a life-long participant in the traditional Friday fish fry specials, which are very popular in these parts, especially during Lent.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. He's double fisting the fish. Don't let the expression on his face fool you. He could happily eat his weight in fish. It's just that he's still working on his "camera smile."