Truman. Sometimes I feel so guilty about you. You are my middle child, beating your sister by only two minutes. And though I WANTED Sawyer to be the youngest because there is something about having two older brothers for protection that I loved, I feel like you are missing so many things. From clothes that [...]

A long time ago, when the twins were first born I wrote a post about motherhood the way I saw it. It stirred many emotions in people because at the time I was criticizing two women who were struggling with motherhood & who also happened to have postpartum depression. And though I wasn’t criticizing postpartum depression, I [...]

Hudson may be potty trained. I’m not going to say 100%. But it may have happened. Fingers crossed. Scott decided to try the 3 day bootcamp outline from Babycenter.com on Saturday while I was out. As I said in my last post Hudson had quite a few accidents. But by Sunday he only had 1. [...]

Yes, I know. He is 2 years. 4 months. 19 days. 12 hrs & 25 minutes. But who’s counting?! Tonight: Hudson got his very first legit haircut. I cut off on two separate occasions in the last two years ONE LOCK of hair. Not a hair cut or trim- just a wayward lock that was [...]

I’ll save the commentary for AFTER you watch this little clip: Scott took this at the park today. I was there too- but I was playing on the slide with Hudson. I can’t believe he was totally unfazed by this because I almost had a heart attack WATCHING. Homeboy is like “Whatever!” Truman- you are [...]

Hudson has been cosleeping for weeks. Right now I’m OK with it, but we don’t plan to keep it this way. It’s 4am & I am wide awake. And I took these: It kills me how much they look alike when they sleep. Is it weird that Scott and Hudson look most alike with their [...]

Yeah, I know it’s 3 months late, but Hudson just had his 2nd 2-year appointment. I’m not sure why- the first one was in December, but they had him come back in 6 months instead of a year. I didn’t tell him where we were going for fear of a fight until I loaded all [...]

I have no idea if this is as crazy as I think it is. Friday morning Hudson built this. Without any intervention from completely disassembled Legos. Started like this. Then this. This is where my mind got kinda blown. Then, like a true genius made the switch out for a different color to throw off [...]

My poor son. Truman. Tru. Tutu. Trutru. Trooty. Trudy. Tooty. Tooty Booty. Trooty Booty. The Boots. The Toots. Truets. But despite the ridiculous nicknames- He is really amazingly gorgeous.

It’s weird. I mean Hudson is still my baby in theory, but over the last few weeks a definite shift has taken place. He is cuddly & sweet but I can barely even call the kid a toddler anymore. Sure, he still babbles on in alien language- LIKE A TODDLER & craps his pants- LIKE [...]