Hudson has been keeping me on my toes lately. He crawls like a little maniac...slapping his hands down as fast as they can go...gets to his desired destination...then pulls himself up...holding onto any and everything. He then thinks he can let go...needlesstosay he's bonked his head, face, bum, pretty much every imaginable body part in the process. I seriously can't look away for even one second. Because he's drawn to naughty things like a magnet. Typical boy.
look at his knees! I swear to god I vacuumed yesterday!
This blanket was a gift from a 90 something year old lady staying at the hotel where Rob works. He spent an hour or so talking to her one night, and he must have charmed her pretty good, because she bought Hudson this cute blankie. Isn't that crazy nice?