July 31, 2006 Day 215: Hudson Says 'It's Time to Cool Off'

Hello blog readers. Usually I take this time to post something really cool that I'm doing, or some major development in my life, but today I'd like to share with you some helpful advice in a segment I like to call "Hudson's Beat the Heat Tips."

It's hot outside. I think it's, like, one hundreds degrees or something like that. Dad showed me the thermometer reading, but I put it in my mouth instead of paying attention to what it actually said. But I know it's hot! I can feel it in my baby toes. Hot! Hot! Hot! So if you want to keep your toes cool, try following "Hudson's Beat the Heat Tips" There's four of them, and they go a little something like this:

1. Hydration, hydration, hydration: I always say, when it's hot and you're on the go, there's nothing better than H2O
2. The diaper is the rage in summer fashion: When you need to cool off, take it off
3. Take your drool to the public pool: Splashing in the water cools you off, and helps reduce stress
4. Hire Hudson for more cooling off tips: I've got bunches of them, but if you want to hear more, it will cost you. I work for jars of sweet potatoes


July 25, 2006 Day 209: Back in Black

The days of cute are over. I got my first black eye and I'm feeling tough these days.

Are you cooing to me? Are you cooing to me?

That's right. I jumped off the couch and put my face to the wood floor, but I didn't cry... OK, I had a few tears, but I think it was an allergic reaction to the polish in the floor, because I'm done crying. Crying is for babies.

Well, I gotta go now. I'm going to slip on my leather Harley jacket that Grandma D gave me and try a few more stunts. But I sure would like a bite to eat before I step into action. Man, am I hungry. Mom, can I have some food? Mom! Mommmmmmmy!


July 18, 2006 Day 202 SPECIAL EDITION: Sonny in the Sunshine State

I'm back from Florida and I'm tanner than ever. Just kidding. Momma CJ kept the sunblock flowing, so I still look like a little Michigan ghost.

I asked Mom and Daddy B to send a postcard for me to my blog readers while we were on vacation, but they forgot. Mom apologized and said she and Daddy had too many of those green drinks with the salt on the sippy area.

But I'll make it up to you now with something I like to call Hudson's day-late postcard. Here goes:

Wish You Were Here
We're in Florida! This is my second trip (the first was Chicago), but this time we went really high in the air in a plane to get here. We're stayin
g with Auntie MD and Mr. Joe at a place Momma Cj likes to call "her resort." It has a pool and lizards and green drinks and palm trees.

On Friday, we spent the day next to the pool with Auntie MD. She gave me my own boat to float in and I splashed water and went under the waterfall. I wasn't impressed with pools before, but now I see what the hype is about.

On Saturday we went to the Sunken Gardens and I had to wear a bug rub
to protect me from the giant bugs. It was quite an adventure, and I prepared myself by putting on my safari hat and crawling my way through this jungle. (OK. I can't crawl yet. Just humor me for now. It makes for a better story).

On my journey through the gardens, I stopped to talk to a giant bird. He said "Hello," and I responded to him by speaking in chirps. It was my way of saying, "Hey. Mr. Bird. If you're going to take the time to speak my future language, why don't I take the time to speak yours ... Chirp. Chirp. Chirp."

On Sunday, the astronauts woke me up with a sonic boom before landing their shuttle on the ground. After some breakfast and a change of clothes, I was off to another jungle -- the outlet mall. Momma Cj and I strollered from store to store while Daddy B sat on benches reading pieces of paper.

Monday we went to the Orlando art museum to see pictures of Brown Bear Brown Bear and the Hungry Caterpillar and the Grouchy Ladybug and the Handsome Baby (I made that last one up. Maybe I'll submit my photo and suggest it to Mr. Eric Carle). After that, it was time for a nap before our big night at Chili's restaurant.

We went to the Chili's that, I think, Auntie MD built with her own two hands. Me, Momma CJ, Daddy B and Mr. Joe put on our "sizzle" before making the journey to the restaurant. I had a vegetable appetizer and finished that off with Chili's famous soy milk. We then posed for a picture before heading back to "the resort" to sleep away our final night ...

I like vacations. When we get back, I'm going to ask Momma Cj and Daddy B if we can go on another vacation. Maybe we can go on the astronauts' next trip and make sonic booms. I'm going to start packing now. Where's that space suit of mine?


July 10, 2006 Day 194 World Cup Fever: Hudson's Tribute to Italy!

Congratulazioni Italia! Ho guardato il mio primo finale di tazza del mondo questa fine settimana.

Era un fiammifero avanti e indietro fra l'Italia e la Francia.

Ero al bordo della mia sede durante la scossa di pena rotonda ed incoraggiato quando l'Italia lo ha tirato fuori nella scossa di pena rotonda all'estremità.

Congratulazioni Italia! Non sono italiano ed ho avviato la tazza del mondo sradicare per l'Irlanda o la Polonia, ma sono felice di vederle vincere.


July 4, 2006 Day 188: Saddle Up -- It's Independence Day

I spent my first Fourth o' July holiday with Eddie and Tina.

Eddie and Tina are horses that live at the Greenfield Village. They like to drink water and eat the ground. Although I am not a horse, I too like the taste of water, and have tried the ground and think it tastes pretty decent.

After spending some time with my animal friends, Grandma and Grandpa B and Momma Cj and Daddy B took me to watch some fireworks in the sky. They all got scared by the boom, but I just took it all in stride.

I also went to the tasting fest near my home in Detroit over the holiday. Momma Cj and Daddy B ate saucy pork and potato fries that looked like waffles. What did I eat? Soy milk. I tried to grab at the saucy pork, and reach for the waffly taters, but I was once again denied. But that's OK. I'm going to save up all my monies and buy, like, a zillion tickets next year so I can have my own pork and taters. And don't even try to reach for mine, or I'll send my friends Eddie and Tina after you!


June 30, 2006 Day 184: Hudson Passes Up World Fame

So I had a chance to become world famous after the World Famous Pontani Sisters swept through town.

The girls stopped by for a photo op and they were immediately impressed by my talents: eating kiwi, squealing and chewing on things.

They offered me a spot on their North American tour, but I regretfully and respectfully had to turn them down because of some scheduling conflicts.

I'm supposed to learn how to crawl in the next few months, and I have to go to Orlando for an upcoming gig that I'd rather not discuss at this time, so, I'm pretty booked. And my parents would not be able to deal with me being on the road for that long. They would pretty much fall apart. But who could blame them?

The girls were pretty upset (as you can see in the picture to the right) when I broke the news to them that I wouldn't be joining them on the circuit. But, they eventually got over it, and we hugged and kissed and told each other to break our legs. For those of you who are not familiar with showbiz terminology, breaking legs is an expression of good luck. For instance, before I prepared this blog entry, I was a bit nervous ... I had caterpillars in my stomach, so I looked in the mirror that's in my crib and I gave myself a pep talk. I said, "Hudson. You can do this. You've done this before. The people who read this blog like you, and they're rooting for you. Now, go out there and show them everything you got. Break a leg Hudson. Break a leg."