After we had told Chase to go back to bed for the 5th time one night, we heard Hudson yell from his adjacent room "Go. To. Bed....STINKER!"
After finally deciding that his beloved Elephant was named Ellie, he has now recanted. "No, his name is just Elephant. Elephants don't have names. Bears have names. There is a grrr-bear and a polar bear. Grr-bears are black and brown and polar bears are white."
Walking up to a lady in our neighborhood who has her one-year old in a stroller, "We have a baby too, Noira. Only, our baby talks." (Hudson has been calling Nora "noira" for awhile now. And let it be known that the non-talking baby is a good 6 months younger than "noira")
He ends every single prayer with "and don't hit and be nice to my bro-ver" (This behavior is out of his hands now, he's calling on divine help)
One night he said a particularly sweet and specific prayer: "Please bless that my excema will go away. Please bless Nora that she'll feel better. Please bless I don't hit and be nice to my brover. Please bless us to have a baby gwil..." (Occasionally, both boys pray for a baby girl- because, ya know, Will and Matt have one (a baby sister) and they want to be just like them.)
He yelled out in the middle of sacrament meeting, "Three, Two, One....FIRE!" and then when Ben sat him all by himself between Ben and a wall he muttered "this is RIDICULOUS!"
While watching the Land Before Time Hudson became very concerned about how little foot's mom died. He finally gave himself some clarity, "She just went POOF! She poofed it!"
Hudson: This just makes me sick! (while rubbing his arm)
Me: What does Huds?
Hudson: My fur!
Chase: Huds, that's hair not fur!
Hudson: No, it's my fur!
(Hudson does pretend he's some type of animal quite frequently)
After finally deciding that his beloved Elephant was named Ellie, he has now recanted. "No, his name is just Elephant. Elephants don't have names. Bears have names. There is a grrr-bear and a polar bear. Grr-bears are black and brown and polar bears are white."
Walking up to a lady in our neighborhood who has her one-year old in a stroller, "We have a baby too, Noira. Only, our baby talks." (Hudson has been calling Nora "noira" for awhile now. And let it be known that the non-talking baby is a good 6 months younger than "noira")
He ends every single prayer with "and don't hit and be nice to my bro-ver" (This behavior is out of his hands now, he's calling on divine help)
One night he said a particularly sweet and specific prayer: "Please bless that my excema will go away. Please bless Nora that she'll feel better. Please bless I don't hit and be nice to my brover. Please bless us to have a baby gwil..." (Occasionally, both boys pray for a baby girl- because, ya know, Will and Matt have one (a baby sister) and they want to be just like them.)
He yelled out in the middle of sacrament meeting, "Three, Two, One....FIRE!" and then when Ben sat him all by himself between Ben and a wall he muttered "this is RIDICULOUS!"
While watching the Land Before Time Hudson became very concerned about how little foot's mom died. He finally gave himself some clarity, "She just went POOF! She poofed it!"
Hudson: This just makes me sick! (while rubbing his arm)
Me: What does Huds?
Hudson: My fur!
Chase: Huds, that's hair not fur!
Hudson: No, it's my fur!
(Hudson does pretend he's some type of animal quite frequently)
On this particular morning he was hanging out completely naked FOREVER. When I asked him to put clothes on, he pointed his little fist at me and through a totally mischievous little smile yelled, "Never! Never! Never! You little nugget!"
(He was really proud to show me how he made his bed without being asked)
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