SUNDAY January 24, 2010
Hudson is 3 years old. He is ADORABLE. What a darling little boy he is with such a sweet personality. He is so shy around others, but at home he has a lot to say. He loves to wrestle and play with his brothers and mom and dad. He always wants someone to be “good guys” with him. He loves popcorn, candy, and snacks. He is not so fond of DINNER! HMMMM…..!!!!
He loves his Dad and could play with him all day. He loves his little friend Grace Palmer and frequently tells us that he loves Grace. His latest thing is he is always trying to use nice words it is so cute! Mom…can I please have a drink of water. Then he tells you he used his nice words.
Last week I was folding clothes in my room and he came running in and jumped on the chair, lost his balance and went flipping over the edge. I quickly said “OHHH!!!” He quickly replied back “Sorry, Mom”. I laughed and explained I was just worried he was ok. He loves to give me thumbs up! And we frequently tell each other we are buddies. He is my little buddy and will be sad when I lose him to preschool this fall. He plays so well on his on and I often am looking to find where he is playing.
He loves to line up all of his toys. At night (he is quite the night owl), he will line up all of his cars throughout his room. Then once he decides he is tired he crawls into his bed. One night when he was 2 he once again decided he was not tired. He was in his room quietly playing and the rest of us were fast asleep. I quickly awoke to someone inches from my face. As my vision cleared I noticed it was him with swimming goggles on his head and he was eating fruit snacks! He had gotten into the swim bag and had everything strung out through out the hall. Thank goodness his middle of the night episodes ended, but he still doesn’t fall asleep that early! He is going to be a great TEENAGER! We love him to death and it makes me sad he is growing so fast! Mom
WEDNESDAY January 27, 2010
Yesterday Hudson said something cute so I thought I would write it down. We were at the gym (his brothers are off track) and I went and picked up Hudson and then we went down to get Canon & Easton. We got down there and Canon and Easton were playing basketball and weren’t coming when I asked them too. After waiting a few minutes I told them Hudson and I were leaving and started up the stairs. Hudson looked at me and then back at the boys and said “Tome on Tanon and Easton we’re leaving!” Then he looked at me and said “Mom their going to be sad when they look and can’t find their mom”. He is always so worried about his brothers and their well-being! What a sweatheart!
Nana told me that when he was at their house last week he burped and said, “I just farted out my mouth!” What a BOY!
WEDNESDAY November 10, 2010
Hudson is 4 years old and started preschool this year. He absolutely loves it. He is doing so well. He has started reading this month. He loves going and really likes his teacher Mrs. Merrill. I should be more consistent about writing in this journal. He really says and does some adorable things. The other day I went to pick him up from the daycare at the gym and as he came running toward me he turned around and said “Thanks LADIES!” We all laughed pretty hard.
This summer Hudson was at Nana & Papas. Him and Papa were out in the garden picking vegetables and he told Papa that he had picked a zucchini at his house that was up to his nuts! Oh the joy of older brothers!
SATURDAY December 4th, 2010 – SWEATER DILEMA
Ok, so I refuse to let my children wear t-shirts ALL the time. Yes they would prefer to wear pants with holes in the knees and scroungy t-shirts for the rest of their lives, but I refuse. As long as they are under 18 I will keep my stand strong. We will see how long that lasts J. Well, this week I laid out Hudson’s school clothes and put out a sweater for him to wear. Keep in mind he is in pre-school so I would think I still have some control…and really what 4 year really cares what they wear? Well, the instant he spotted it he started into a frenzy. I told him he only had to wear it to school and could change after. I got him dressed, fighting him each step of the way, but managed to win. He kept telling me he looked “SOOO WEIRD” and “BORING”. Really a sweater weird and boring? I kept on my normal routine as we only had 5 minutes before we had to leave and he kept on with his small tantrum (soon to escalate). His tantrum quickly became physical and started flailing his arms and stomping his feet. He then attempted to get the sweater off, but had it stuck inside out on his head. Funny, yes slightly, and probably funnier if it weren’t 1 minute to leave time. I finally caved and told him he could change, but he wouldn’t get popcorn after school. In my children’s mind popcorn should be another food group. They LOVE it! He marched to his room still carrying on and on about how everyone was going to laugh at him when they saw him. I decided to throw out one last try. Yes, I was digging deep with this one. I actually told him I would buy him a puppy if someone laughed at his sweater. WOW did that get a response. He immediately stopped all commentary and stepped back out into the hall. He looked at me and said “What will you do if someone laughs at me?”. I quickly had to make a decision, was I going to stick to my guns? What are the chances that someone would actually laugh at a sweater?!?! So I said it again. I will buy you a puppy if someone laughs at you. He began to put his arms back in and then the doorbell rang. It was the neighbor boy ready to go to school. He came in and Hudson immediately came up to him, unzipped his coat halfway and asked if he was wearing a sweater! Trying not to laugh (because that may warrant me purchasing a puppy!) I gathered my stuff to head out the door. And yes, Jacob, the neighbor boy had the most confused look on his face ever! Well, coats on and in the car we were headed to school. (YES LONG 5 MINUTES!). At their preschool we walk them in. So I walk them in, pretty proud that I had won my battle of the morning! As they walk into class and as I am walking away I hear the teacher ask if they want to take their coats off or leave them on. I honestly felt my ears perk up and I stopped to listen for a reply. Hudson immediately said “I am leaving mine on”. I pivoted back and looked in the door he was right there, and he looked at me and gave me a smirky smile and his eyes clearly said “Now I have won!”. I couldn’t help but laugh. I had been outsmarted by my 4 year old. Am I surprised…no! So when pick up time came I was interested to see what had resulted throughout the last 2 hours. As I waited for the door to open, he had his coat in hand and was STILL wearing his sweater. He came out and the first his first words out were “I wore my coat for a long time, but then I was sweating and had to take it off”. I could only think of how funny the whole situation was. We got into the car and headed home, and his next words were….”Mom no one laughed at my sweater, so I don’t get a puppy.”
It’s moments like this that make my days eventful! I love my little Hudson, he keeps me laughing all the time! I would love to know if he will ever wear a sweater as an adult…or have I scarred my children for life?
October 3, 2011
Practice, Practice, Practice
All three of the boys play the violin. Hudson started about a year ago. He definitely doesn’t love practicing. But, honestly…who does? Anyway, one thing I have learned from my prior two violinist is that it’s not about how long you practice, but about practicing every day. Even if it’s only or 5 minutes. Consistency is the name of the game! Well, Hudson is my most resistant. I thought he would be the easiest, since the other boys do it, I thought he would figure there was just no choice, but rather it was a way of life. Not the case. He practices at the most 10-15 minutes a day. He has to have breaks between every song, and he lies down during those breaks! Well, today as we were practicing and enjoying one of his breaks he asked “How long to I have to play the violin?” I responded by saying “until all your songs are done”. Then he said “No, you don’t understand, how long do I have to play the violin?”, I then asked back “Like for the rest of your life?”, “Yes, how long do I have to play?”, I then said “The rest of your life.” His response was a quick “Well, I want to die then!”. How do you help from laughing at that? This kid cracks me up!
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