June 1, 2006 Day 156: The Faces of Hudson

It's now June, and as I approach my 6-month birthday, I find myself going through a range of emotions:





SCARED. Being a half-year-old child means more responsibility -- solid foods, movement, first words.












SUSPICIOUS. This aging thing may be a government conspiracy.










HAPPY. I've got a comfortable crib to sleep in, my own horse that rocks and a community of blog readers and family members that dig me. Life is pretty good.