never assume, because you make an "ass out of u and me"...
hardy har har.
but seriously...
when i decided to take a last minute trip to come and see my sister, I worried like crazy about taking Hudson on a plane all by myself. Would he cry? Would he freak out? What would I do with him, if I had to pee? Would the other passengers hate us? etc. etc. I NEVER worried about how he would be once we got to my sisters.
however...
the flight (layover and all) were perfect.
Hudson cried softly for maybe 2 minutes near the end of our flight. He slept for a little bit, and the rest of the time he watched his Barney and Sesame Street DVD's and snuggled me. He even got a compliment from a lady across the aisle about how "good" he was.
and...
his behavior here at my sisters house???
awful.
awful awful.
he's the crankiest he's ever been. he's the clingiest he's ever been. I've hit him in the head with the fridge door twice because of him being my "shadow". He's cried his eyes out because, heaven forbid, someone else was looking at his (really the girl's) fish tank. That fish tank is for Hudson's eyes only, okay? And that toy he was playing with 8 hours ago...that is also for Hudson only, okay? He's like a whole other kid. A miserable one.
What's up with that? Audrey mentioned that maybe he's missing his papa, and doesn't know how to express his feelings about it. If that IS the reason, it breaks my heart. One week down...23 more to go.
