Hudson vs. Hudson

We had great game of soccer going on in the backyard.  It ended like most of our activities do... with a major beat-up session.  I played it safe and hung out on the sidelines with the camera this time.  Wesley has really packed on the pounds lately and tends to hurt me.  Mommy doesn't like the beat-up sessions as much anymore.  Ouch!  :)

Hippity Hoppity Easter's on Its Way

We love to color those eggs!

Mommy Bear and Her Cubs

Apparently there was something really cool on the TV. Something more cool than Daddy with the camera. Also, for the record... both of their pajamas have bears on them. :)

Big Girl

What?! When did my little girl start to like coloring? You should have seen her pose prior to me grabbing the camera. She was on her belly coloring and it was the sweetest thing ever.

Be Our Guest!

We have a little guest that has decided to make a home on our playset. Right under the over hang and above the left window we have a cute little robin that has built a nest. Unfortunately it is in funky spot and we are not able to look inside the nest to see if there are any eggs in it. So we just look forward to seeing little heads popping out someday.

What's Addie Wearing?

Lately every night after tubby time Wesley asks, "What's Addie Wearing?" He insists that they wear matching pajamas. One night for laughs I answered with, "pink kitty jammies." He goes, "Me pink kitty jammies too." Since we don't have pink kitty pajamas in his size we have to settle for one of their other matching sets. He is absolutely adamant too. I've had some desperate situations and had to go as far as saying, "See they both have writing on the front. They match." I even had to dig out a pair of Wesley's old 18 month blue truck pajamas to get another matching set. I know I don't have to play into it, but they are just so darn cute that I can't help but comply.

A Crouton

One night recently for dinner we had spaghetti with garlic bread. That night as I was laying down with Wes in bed trying to get him to go to sleep, he sniffed and says, "Mommy, you stink." His comment kind of caught me off guard and I tried to refrain from busting out with laughter and I curiously asked, "Well, what do I smell like?". With a straight face he looks me in the eye and said, "A crouton." I love three year olds. :)

Keep it in the Sandbox

Don't be fooled by this sweet sibling picture. Sand started flying shortly after it was taken...