You know this is true when one blog post has a billion pictures. I have been slacking!
To begin the swamping of pictures... I start with THEE cutest picture from our beach experiences. We absolutely love Emily Tranter. She and Hudson have become quite acquainted from all our get-togethers and it is adorable how they stick together and wander around.
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| TWOO WUV.... |
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| The aftermath of playing out in the heat and sunshine: Hudson guzzled his milk then zonked. |
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| The only time Hudson played with our own beach toys. Had to capture the moment. The second we arrive to the beach he's off and on business making new friends and stealing toys that look cooler than his own. That's our boy! |
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| I think we run this poor lil pup into the ground. But we gotta make hay while the sun shines! Another aftermath of the heat and sunshine... |
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| Emily: What kind of species Hud??? Hudson: I dunno doc. Staring contest, you and me, GO! |
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| Couldn't help but let the lyrics to "Sandman" by America flow through my head... "Funny, I've been there and you've been here And we ain't had no time to drink that rootbeer... Cause I understand you've been running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman. He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned." Totally irrelevant other than the title. Still working on getting all the sand out of all the cracks... |
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| What the???! Camo-moth? I about died when I saw this beast on the front landing of our house. He was the size of both my hands together! Now Thomas would say that isn't saying much, but all I know is this thing crossed the border into birdom. Or aircraft for that matter. |
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| A couple weekends ago I became a mother of 5. Hudson loved being doted upon and entertained, even if it meant playing with dolls. I would adopt these kids in a heartbeat. Love em'. |
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| They won Thomas' heart double time by washing his car. They are hired! |
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| We even put Hudson to work. |
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| Such a big boy. He has about 50 terrifying molars, walks around the house growling and jabbering commands while pointing to his belly button, WHILE trailing his blankie behind. He has officially qualified himself as a toddler. |
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| For the Young Women activity last week we took the girls to the Chicago Botanical Gardens. I love these girls. |
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| Hudson enjoyed the attention from all the girls. Do his pink cheeks give away that it was a million degrees to boot??? |
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| Making sand mustaches with a little taste testing involved. I still don't get why he has to eat at least a handful of sand every time we go... that can't be good on the pipes! |
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| This guy wears his sunglasses at night. Oh yeah. |
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| Our beloved Spencer came in to see us for a quick day and a half. We made the most of it by heading down into the city where we caught a baseball game playing by 1860's rules, going to Ravinia outdoor amphitheater to listen to the Chicago Symphony and Orchestra/chase Hudson around for 2 hours, eat at the "q" barbecue house where we broke about every diet restriction Spence was supposed to be abiding by. Why do I feel like such a bad influence? |
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| Here are the baseball boys and the "plump ump". No joke. This guy was perfect for the part. It was awesome. |
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| Hudson has really revved up the jabbering. It is particularly amplified in small areas---especially in public where everybody's eyes seem to be screaming "QUIET YOUR CHILD!" We tried to get him into our BBQ pork sandwiches and beans, but he just kept choosing to gnaw on the crayons that the server gave him. What is a 1-year-old supposed to do with crayons??? |
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| When going downtown, we love to park by the infamous "HUDSON AVE." Everyone should have at least one picture taken by their street name in their lifetime. Doesn't Hudson look thrilled? |
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| Ravinia with Spencer: We brought all the guns to the show to keep this little guy entertained and happy, but nevertheless....we were forced to explore the grounds instead after some adorable choo choo time. |
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| Our last goodbye before taking Spencer to the airport...always sad to see him go, but SO glad he came to see us! Thanks for the memories bro! |
