Happy Birthday Hudson!

 Yep.  He did it.  He had a birthday.  I wonder every day, why is it going by so fast?  Hudson's birthday was a typical day.  He sat in his stroller for over an hour and half while we were at swim lessons.  He did get to dip his feet, once.  We came home and he took a nap for almost the rest of the day, since he had to make-up for missing his morning nap.  Then he got dressed up for me to take a couple of pictures, but didn't do his hair, he wanted the bedhead instead.  Saw Daddy for about 15 minutes while eating his first cake, outside, 105 degrees, then went to bed.  But I think he had fun and felt loved.  I sure hope so.

Here he is wiggling around while I am trying to at least get him and the words on the paper in the pictures.

We did it! We got one!

Of course, it didn't last long.

Enjoying his disgusting looking cake.  I can assure you it only appeared to be gross, it was rainbow chip--you can't go wrong.

Hudson and Daddy outside

He loves this little basketball so much.  A woman who does Habilitation with Carson brought it over.  But Hudson really started to like it.  She let us keep it for a little while.  We need to find him one just like it.  He entertains himself for hours just rolling it around and then chasing it.  When you ask him where the basketball is, he stops whatever he is doing and looks all around.  If he sees it, he crawls as fast as he can while giggling. It's the only thing that would get him to sit still in the grass for a couple of seconds.  He is looking at his Daddy in the picture.

I just love his little faces.  Something about the way his little mouth moves that is just so sweet.

I put him in his booster chair but didn't have any food ready.  He was so mad at me.  When he gets mad he has started this thing where he slaps his own face, over his mouth??  It's weird/sad/cute all at the same time.

Woke up with some serious bedhead.  We tried to get him a haircut on Tuesday but he won't sit still to save his life.  She was only able to get in a couple of clips of the hair over the ears.  He looks so big in this picture. So grown up!   He sleeps in his crib for his morning nap and bedtime.  For his afternoon nap he sleeps in his pack n play in our bedroom.  We have blackout curtains and that keeps him seperate from Porter (since they share a room and take naps at the same time).  I am still not brave enough to put them down for naps together.  We tried it a couple times and they just talked back and forth and never went to bed.   I need my quiet time too. 

His first cake.  It was a grassy hill with oreos for dirt and a truck.  It was the combination of Carson's and Porter's cake because I like to add food coloring to box cake mixes and frosting.  The truck was from the toy room and I washed it.  I didn't even buy him a new one.  LAME!

He wasn't sure what to do.  He has started to do this with his head.  ALL THE TIME.  Especially when he is eating.  I took him in to the Dr. because I thought maybe he had an ear infection.  He doesn't.  The doctor thinks it might be his molar coming in.  I hope so, because it freaks me out a little.

See.  Again.

Getting a little messier.

Doing that thing again and getting messier.

And messier and he finally go through to the cake part.  He didn't want to stop but Carson and Porter were bored and inside, Daddy had to go to Scouts and Mommy was getting hot and sweaty.  I took him outside thinking he would make a huge mess that I would rather hose down.  Nothing left his tray, he was pretty neat really.  

Dear Hudson, 

You are my little baby.  I get you out of your crib in the morning and after naps and I can't help but grab you and give those cheeks kisses.  I just want to squeeze you, I love you so much.  You are so funny and are learning things so quickly.  I love watching you try to go down the stairs.  You know you are supposed to put your feet first, but you can't figure out how to turn around.  You pretend like you are going to go head first but you never do.  I always come running, saying 'no' and then you turn around and take off and laugh.  You are so grown up.  

You like to push cars and trucks around.  I love it when you are pushing one and then pass a toy.  You stop, look at it and decide if you want it then pick it up and put it in the truck.  You must really be watching your brothers because they do the same things!  You always want to be playing in a room where somebody else is.  It doesn't have to be with them, you just want someone around.  

Carson and Porter say such sweet things to you.  You may have been told to go to time-out a few times by Carson.  He says that you aren't supposed to touch the train tracks and you need to go to the naughty step for 2 minutes.  In his defense, when you touch the train tracks you rip them apart, throw them behind your head and sometimes chew on them.  But we don't ever put you in time-out.  

Your favorite thing is sippy cups.  You don't really care if you drink out of yours or a bottle.  You want the ones that the boys have that you don't know how to drink out of.  You pick up the ones that they drop and carry them all over the house.  when you are cranky and we are out of the house, I can usually hand you one of their cups and you are happy for the rest of the time.  

You love to eat.  You like to eat when everyone else is eating.  Your favorite finger foods are bread, toast with jelly, cheerios, goldfish, and strawberries.  You enjoy yogurt, all of those baby cereals, apple juice and pretty much any fruit or vegetable.  You aren't a fan of the meats that come in the jar (not that I can blame you!) or any other meats in general.  You will usually just throw them all on the floor.  You still take 3 sometimes 4 bottles a day and I have been doing half formula and half whole milk.  You don't seem to mind the whole milk.  But you only like to eat about 2 ounces before you throw your bottle/cup and want to get down to go play.  I have to give you the other 6 ounces in stages so you will finish it.  

Most mornings you wake up talking with Porter and giggling back and forth.  When you are crying in your crib or in the car, Porter yells, 'Hudson stop crying' and you stop.  When he looks at you, you laugh.  Then the 2 of you will go back and forth laughing and looking at each other for a long time.  I love to just sit back and listen and enjoy it.  It is the best.

You repeat the words Daddy, cheese, car, and I swear anything the boys are yelling.   Carson keeps asking you to say 'Carson.'  When you do, he is going to be so happy.  You have started throwing little fits, which to be honest I am not too fond of.  You screech and throw your head back when something is taken away from you (like the remote) or you don't get what you want.  Like to sit on the floor, not in my lap at church.  Oh or when we are trying to get you dressed.  Holy cow that is so hard to do.  You try to get away the whole time! If I sing the ABC's it calms you down!  Yesterday I told you 'no' and you started crying so badly that your hand was shaking.  You got so offended and it was so sad.  But seriously, you shouldn't wack me in the face.  

You are an incredibly happy baby when you aren't throwing tantrums.  You are always wanting to play.  But I love when you still want to cuddle.         

I love your hair.  You get bedhead every day and wake up from naps and it is all curly in the back and usually sticking up.  It goes with your personality.  

I love you so much Hudson.  We all adore you.  You have the cutest cheeks and we will love you even if they go away.  I just hope it isn't too quickly.  You are fun and sweet and a pistol.  I know you are who you are and thank you for that.  Keep growing just not too quickly.  Please, for me?  

Love, Mom