Hudson had a very happy birthday, I think. He woke up knowing it was his birthday because we had been talking abut it all week. I made him a 2 shirt and he wanted to put it on (and does pretty much every day), because the other boys wear their special shirts all the time and he finally got one!
Friday, we woke up and told him Happy Birthday and he gave us all big hugs and said, "Yeah, it's my birthday." Then we went downstairs to eat breakfast. I lit a candle, just to make the house smell better and he started singing "Happy Birthday." He even inserted ""Hudson" into the appropriate spot. Then we got ready to get in the car to run some errands and he said, "Can we go to the donut store?" You can't deny birthday wishes, so we went to Basha's and he enjoyed his whole white donut. After that we got to go play at the splash pad and play with chalk out front and ride bikes and just have a nice fun day.
We opened presents and ate cake on Saturday when Daddy was home (and sick).
Hudson was into opening his presents and inspecting and using each thing that he got. I took Carson and Porter grocery shopping in the morning and let them pick out a couple of things for Hudson.
Here he is reading his dinosaur birthday card from Grandma Margie and Grandma Norm.
Getting the hang of opening the presents.
He got a big boy spin toothbrush. Used it all morning.
Carson picked out a watergun for him. And Porter picked out a big yellow bouncy ball.
The gun matched his shirt perfectly!
One day about a month ago, we passed a cement truck on the highway. He asked me what it was and I told him. He has remembered what it is and can say it and now points them out when we see them all over town. He LOVED this present.
He is saying "cheese!"
I asked him if he wanted a big cake, or a car cake for his birthday. Of course he wanted a car. So I made a little red and blue car for him (with mini oreos for the wheels and steering wheel) and a round layered cake for us. Well, the whole round cake stuck to the pan, so the other boys got a random pie shaped slice with some frosting. They were not happy, but Hudson sure was.
When it came out, he said "A CAR!" And then started the Happy Birthday singing.
He totally knew the day was all about him. It was fun seeing him realize that.
Hudson is in the 50th percentile for height, weight and head size. WE don't know how that compares to before because we switched doctor's and they didn't have all of his old records yet. But his iron was fine, and the doctor says he looks really good despite eating only cereal, peanut butter crackers, chicken taquitos and sugar of any kind. The kid doesn't even drink milk. So we have started to give him Flintstones Vitamins, which he enjoys and thinks are candy.
I can't even make a list of the things he can say, because he can really say everything. He speaks in complete sentences most of the time and can ask for help, or tell you what he wants or needs. If he doesn't know what something is, he asks and can repeat it right back to you and almost always remembers it. A couple of the conversations that he is saying right now are:
"Wait, wait, we forgot Daddy." (When we are leaving the driveway to go somewhere during the day when Travis isn't home)
"Um, but..." (He uses this for everything. I think it pretty much means he doesn't like your answer). i.e. Hudson: "Mom can I have some candy?"
Mom: "No, Hudson, we don't have any more." Hudson: "Um, but... there is some in your diaper bag!"
Hudson: "Can I have the pacifier?"
Mom: "No Hudson, it is all gone. It is yucky. You threw it away in the trash yesterday because you are a big boy now. Big boys don't use pacifiers."Hudson: "I threw it away in the trash?" "Because I'm a big boy?"
Mom: "Yes."
Hudson: "Well, we can go get to the store and get a pacifier?!"
"I wanna go on the Car Potty, will you take off my shirt?" (He thinks he has to be naked to use the potty??)
"I want to go downstairs to eat breakfast!" (Probably his favorite thing to say, every morning as soon as he wakes up!) It amazes me that he doesn't just say the words "food" or "hungry" or "eat". He tells me exactly what he wants too. "I want Life Cereals." "I want milk in my bowl." "I need a spoon." "Mom, can I watch a show?" "I wanna watch Little Einsteins. I wanna watch Carmine!" So he tells me what he wants to eat, and not just which show he wants, but which episode.
His communication is so different from my other boys at this age. It makes it so easy to understand his wants and needs, I feel like the tantrums are minimal.
His favorite songs are ABC's, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Teach Me to Walk in the Light, and Mary Mack. He also sings along to everything in the car--little kid cds, Porter's music class cd, church primary songs, Taylor Swift, The Dixie Chicks and Steve Miller Band.
Hudson loves cars, motorcycles, helicopters, airplanes, balls, bats, trains and coloring. He likes to do what the boys are doing. He likes to wear Porter's big boy flip flops and drink out of big boy cups. He always tells me when he is poopy and asks for a new diaper. The kid might be potty trained before his older brother.
He is in his first session of swim lessons and cries the whole time. But the second he gets out of the pool, he gets his licorice and sits down happily to eat snacks and watch Carson and Porter swim.
Even though he talks all the time, at home, he is very shy around anyone else. Most people have never heard him talk. But don't let his outward sweetness fool you. He is a terror at home. He hits, pushes, yells, pulls hair and laughs about it all! He gets into the fridge, pulls chairs to the counter to climb up and get things. He tells us all to go to timeout. He holds down the water on the door of the fridge and fills the kitchen up and then comes and tells me there is a mess in the kitchen. He is sweet and cuddly and a monster and too cute and smart for his own good. And we sure do love him!
Happy Birthday Hudson!
2 comments:
Yes, he pretty much talked so much and about so many things when you guys were here. As long and Grandpa and Grandma were not watching him or near him. He is a riot and has a tremendous vocabulary. And he uses it appropriately. We miss him so much. Happy Birthday again!
Fun post summing up your sweet boy! Two-year-old boys are so fun but can be so ornery!
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