Happy 3rd Birthday to my Little Man
Exactly 1,095 days ago, Hudson was welcomed into this wonderful world.
His brother, Bennett, was so excited to meet his new baby brother. Family members traveled countless miles to catch a glimpse of his first smile.
Aside from the little scare that sent Hudson back to the hospital for about 10 days, everything worked out in the end. The little champ pulled through like the rock star he is.
Time flies so quickly when you have kids. For those of you who don’t have any, it’s a feeling you’ll never fully understand until it happens. You may just have to take my word for it.
There are so many milestones I look back on:
Sitting up on their own.
Crawling.
Standing.
Walking.
First words.
The list goes on and on.
Just when I thought Bennett could never be topped with his silliness and humor, in rolled Hudson to steal the show...well, sometimes.
Don’t get me wrong: I love BOTH of my sons equally. I’d do anything for either of them. But I think most parents with multiple children can attest to how different two children from the same parents can be.
It’s truly amazing.
Their personalities grow and evolve. You see traits from their parents and habits learned from an older or younger sibling. I’m in awe of how different they become as they grow into themselves.
Today, Hudson, Bennett, and I celebrated Hudson’s wonderful 1,095th day on this earth.
We saw some aliens. We played games. We opened presents. We even ate cupcakes that Dad baked.
Side note: I’m not much of a baker, but the little girl down the street said they were delicious, so I’ll take that as a win.
All in all, I’m one lucky dad.
I couldn’t ask for anything more than to spend the day with my two little showstoppers.
Happy birthday, Hudson.
You and your big brother will always make me proud.
