May 29, 2006 Day 153: Holiday Siesta

If you're wondering where I've been blog readers, well, it's holiday time, and that usually means it's time for a nap.

Momma CJ and Daddy B took me swimming for the first time in a public pool. It was OK, but I don't see what they were making such a big splash about (bringing back the old Nurse Irene humor for you longtime readers). Frankly, I wasn't impressed with swimming. I mean, it's just water. It was basically like I was taking a bath, except there were a lot of other people in this tub.

I would try swimming again, but if I had to choose between a pool and a nap on a baby-friendly hammock, well, I think the picture explains it all.

May 18, 2006 Day 142: Guilty Feet Have Got No Rhythm

Last week I went to my first dance...

I was just chilling, listening to the music and drinking some soy punch when this girl named Clementine asked me to dance. I must say, I'm usually a cool and calm character, but when she approached me, I suddenly felt weak in the knees, like I couldn't even stand anymore. Then I remembered, oh yeah, I really can't stand.

I suddenly found myself moving back and forth to the music. I don't think Clementine knew it, but I was using her as support to keep me from falling on my forehead. It also helped that I had my teething ring to make me feel secure.











When the song ended I realized that the teething ring I thought I had in my mouth was Clementine's hand. We both laughed out loud at the silliness of it all. Feeling like the ice had been broken, I confessed to her about not being able to stand and all. "In fact," I told her through raucous laughter, "I can't even crawl." The laughter grew louder and louder. "Guess what Clementine. I haven't even rolled over yet." And then there was an awkward silence... before we both burst out laughing again. It was all great fun, and I learned a valuable lesson that I'd like to share with you, my readers: You shouldn't pretend to be a dancer before you've learned how to walk.

May 14, 2006 Day 138: Top Ten Things I Like About Mom

I was struggling to come up with the words to say to mom in my blog for Mother's Day. I tried stealing some phrases from songs, like "You are the wind beneath my wings," "Momma you're appreciated," or "I'm sorry momma," but I wasn't feeling any of those.

So, then it dawned on me to do a Top Ten list. I mean, what mother wouldn't want a Top Ten list in her name on Mother's Day? It was like, "Duh Hudson. Why didn't you think of that in the first place?" Anyway, here's the list mom. Hope you enjoy it. If not, let me know, because I have a list of about 227 great things to say about you that I can pull from if you don't like the 10 that I selected below (Blog readers you must admit that was pretty good, wasn't it?). Please note mom that I've selected a beautiful lavender font for your Top Ten list (It's the little things that matter people).

Top Ten Things I Like About Mom
#10: She's got great hair, and she doesn't get mad when I pull it or chew on it.
#9: She smells nice.
#8: Strong singing voice. I feel bad for babies who have to listen to lullabies from mothers who do not have a trained instrument.
#7: Food source. This is a weird thing to say mom, but I know it hasn't always been easy to feed me, so without getting into too many details, I'll just say thanks for supplying me with the nutrients I needed to grow into a healthy 4-month-old boy.
#6: She's a great teacher. I know that when the day comes that I roll over on my own, I'll owe it all to her discipline and guidance.
#5: She's beautiful, or "easy on the eyes" as my dad likes to say.
#4: She's smart. I'm amazed at how well she can read a book. And I'm even more amazed that she can read a book without chewing on the pages. Books taste so good. I don't know how she can resist.
#3: Did I mention beautiful? I feel sorry for babies who have to wake up to an ugly mother.
#2: Best "Momma's Nose/Baby's Nose" player ever. This is, like, one of the best games ever if you haven't played it yet, and if it wasn't for my mom's mad skills at this game, I wouldn't even know the difference between my nose and my kneecap.
#1: Mom's smile. They call me a happy and smiley baby, but that's because I learned from the best. Hope this Top Ten list brings a smile to your face mom. Thanks for all that you do!

May 13, 2006 Day 137: Spoon Man

Yes. It's true. I eat from a spoon now. I'm spoon fed.

Whether you bring the spoon in choo choo train style, or like an airplane circling into my mouth, it doesn't matter. I'll eat it.

Mr. Cereal doesn't have a chance against my two bottom teeth, and all I can say is watch out Mr. T-bone Steak. You're next.

May 8, 2006 Day 132: ♫Down Down Baby, Yo Street in My Stroller♫

Welcome to my new ride. It's the Jeep® Liberty Limited Urban Terrain stroller, and it has all the babies turning their heads, dropping their jaws and drooling.

This unique three-wheel all-terrain stroller is built for a smoother ride on all types of surfaces. The front wheel swivels for easy maneuvering when mom and dad want to take me for walks on city streets, or when my grandmas show me off at the suburban malls.

For those of my readers who are concerned about my safety, don't sweat it. The Liberty Limited has a five-point safety harness with a multi-position reclining seat, removable saddle bags and safety reflectors.

And don't be fooled by the ruggedness of this stroller. It's as smooth a ride as I've ever had. I like to just sit back and relax and pop my theme song in the CD player:

May 1, 2006 Day 125: Hudson on Hudson

The following excerpt is from June Crosby's interview with me, featured in this month's edition of Baby Blogger magazine. Since I don't drive, June was kind enough to visit me in my private study, where we laid on our stomachs for a face-to-face chat.

J: Why blogging?

H: Why not? I mean, without blogging, I'd probably eventually end up crawling the streets.

J: Now, you include several pictures of yourself in your blog. Some might consider that to be vain.

H: The pictures are mainly for my aunties who are out of town, and for my grandmas. And let's face it June, I've got a good face. Why not show it?

J: You do have a cute face.

H: Handsome is a better word.

J: OK. Now, do you consider yourself to be an introvert or an extrovert?

H: I'm a baby June. Those words mean nothing to me.

J: What I'm asking is, are you an outgoing or energetic baby? Or, are you quiet?

H: I know what you're getting at June. You're asking if I can roll over yet. The answer is no. I'm close, but I'm still not there yet. That's a sore subject. Can we move on please?

J: Yes. Sorry. I've asked this of other baby bloggers, but, do you type your own stories?

H: I used to, but now that I have two bottom teeth, I can't stop myself from wanting to chew on the keyboard ... so, my dad types them for me.

J: Have you ever stayed up past your bedtime to do a blog entry?

H: No comment.

J: Now, you're 4 months old, correct?

H: Four months and 2 days.

J: Do you think you'll continue blogging into your toddler years?

H: Absolutely. Blogging is very therapeutic for me. It gives me that same feeling of release that I get when going for a walk in my stroller, or screaming in my sleep or filling my diaper.

J: Where do you see your blog going? I mean, you've covered special events such as the Super Bowl and your Baptism, what's next?

H: Well, this is supposed to be a secret, but I'll share it with your readers and the readers of my blog. We're in the planning stages of my 6-month birthday party, the "half birthday bash," on June 29. After the party, I'll post a special entry on the blog recapping my first 6 months of life.

J: Well, we can't wait to see it. It's been a pleasure, Hudson.

H: The pleasure is all mine ... June?

J: Yes, Hudson?

H: Do you mind if I borrow your keys?

J: But you don't drive.

H: I know, but I would like to chew on them.