When Henry felt good, we made each day count. We went to Multnomah Falls, or the beach, or the airport... anything we could think of to make memories.

 Henry got a feeding tube in his belly, so that he didn't need a tube in his nose anymore. He didn't feel like eating because of the chemotherapy, so we would feed him. This way, we knew he was getting enough calories. He also had a port placed, so we could give him medications and draw his blood easier.

Henry loved bath time with you. You would make him laugh so hard!

 Cousins!

 He was a happy guy, unless he was on steroids... then he was grumpy!