Spud Day. It's a long standing tradition in Shelley. As a matter of fact this event has been going on for 79 years now. The weather was beautiful of Saturday, so the kids and I took in the parade before heading down to the park for a free baked potato and other potato themed events. When it was time for the potato picking contest, I asked Hudson if he'd like to participate. He agreed, so we went out onto the field to get ready. He was having fun picking up the biggest ones or knobby ones with "noses" and putting them in the basket. When the event officially started, I dumped the potatoes so he could start over. This really upset him. He threw the basket and started kicking it.
I could hear spectators laughing at his performance. How embarassing. I couldn't get him out of there soon enough. I'm sure it was quite the sight since I had to carry him off in addition to Dalanie who was hanging out in her Snugli. I just should have never asked.
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Oh sad story. That last picture of him breaks my heart.
Same with Tameka. That pictures makes me want to smother his cute little cheeks with kisses (but, with a pouty face like that, I don't think he would take kindly to that idea).
I bet some might say that Hudson reminds them of his mother.
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