Our family goes through nicknames like a kid trying out a new box of crayons. A new one seems to pop up out of nowhere and then they just evolve, many times without any reasonable explanations.
Can we see how tall he is to us?
Henry has been Hen for a little while. It started because of a cute onsie that had a newly hatched chick on it. I can’t find the picture of him wearing it. I know I took one!
Now it has been adjusted to Henny Penny. It will continue to change and morph over the years.
Surely Hal and Hank will make their way into the repertoire at some point.
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For now we’ll continue to eat up our happy Henny Penny boy.
My Henry is Henny Penny as well!
No way! How fun. 😀
We call our Henry “Henny” and sometimes just “Hen”. He has never been Hank or Hal. Often we call him “Henri” (French) or “Enrique” (spanish).
AuntSue
What adorable snuggle pictures! and a very cute nickname!
i love this. There is something so strangely happy about nicknames; about knowing people close enough to be able to share little names. We have plenty in our little family, but when I think of silly nicknames, I will always think most of my dad who had countless little nicknames for all of us.
Our Henry gets called Henny as well, but mostly Henner. I love the name Henry!