Henry fell in love with the Bobby Car. There's nothing he loves more than being lifted onto the driver's seat and to start pounding on the horn. Well, there might be one thing he loves even more though. That's his brother. In the cascades of baby gibberish we even detected a faint "Karl". Although that is most likely the classic case of over-interpretation by proud parents. Still, his grumpiness is in quite a few good moods these days.
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