My Buddy

If anyone would have told me a year ago that Hudson would keep getting funner, I would have said, "yeah right" because he was already really fun. But looking back, I'd have to say that he has gotten funner . . . and bigger. He has decided that the whole talking thing can be okay, so now he's our little parrot. His facial expressions are absolutely hilarious. He can give us five, play catch and tag, run around excitedly when you chase him . . . help clear the table after dinner, dust, get his own diaper, help rinse the dishes . . . he's just a little helper.
I'm excited for Christmas with him. Hudson has been a constant reminder of the true meaning of Christmas. Several times a day he points to our nativities or pictures of Christ and says "Jesus!" He loves to ooh and aah when I plug in the lights on the tree. He says "WOW!" when he sees pretty lights while we're driving. I think he will be so excited for a few of his gifts and spend the rest of the day playing with them. And maybe, he'll give me some more spontaneous kisses . . . out of the blue, for no reason other than I can tell he feels loves.