Saturday, June 9, 2018

18 months old



At 18 months old, Hudson weighs in at:
Weight: 24 lbs (22nd percentile)
Length: 32 in (36th percentile)




From a journal entry January 10, 2016

Hudson. Oh my Hudson. I had forgotten how much of a full-time job one year olds are. I cannot get a thing done when he is awake. When I just had one or two children, that worked out fine because I could get all my stuff done during their nap time. Now, during Hudson’s naps, all the kids want me to help them with THEIR stuff that THEY couldn’t do while Hudson was awake—legos, puzzles, reading difficult books. These are all things the kids have to give up while Hudson is on the prowl, because he will inevitably wreck whatever they are doing and cause lots of tears on everyone’s part.

Hudson is starting to take a few steps and it really is adorable. He thinks it’s all a big joke and smiles and looks around for approval. The kids all line up so he can walk to them. He loves the attention. It’s kind of a fun family activity. He can say (or scream, usually) “Muh” for more when he wants food, and he definitely starts bopping up and down and grunting when he sees a dog. I used to be able to get him to whisper “ruff ruff” or “brrrr” when we saw a dog or elephant in a book, but I can’t get him to do it anymore. He eats fruit nearly exclusively. Bananas, blueberries, peaches, strawberries, mandarins, apples, applesauce, yogurt. He screams and screams for these foods and basically throws anything else onto the floor. “Bee Cheerios” (honey nut) and pbj’s are also acceptable to him. But pancakes, crepes, waffles, no way.  Vegetables or meat, not a chance.




Discovery Gateway

The car cart at the grocery store that all moms have a love/hate relationship with

From a journal entry February 25, 2016

Hudson started walking in earnest last week and it is so adorable. He is so pleased with himself and has this big grin on his face while he walks. He looks around before he decides to take off walking, perhaps to get permission, but possibly to look for an adoring audience, then he puts both hands in the air and walks either to his destination or until he falls. He often claps for himself when one of the two of those occur. It’s super cute. He also likes to flip through books and make soft little grrr-ing or roar-ing sounds while looking at the animals. If he is still hungry after breakfast, he will crawl over to the cereal cabinet and help himself to some dry cereal, and spill half the bag on the floor. The kid LOVES having a bowl or spoon or plate or fork like the big kids do. He will scream and scream in his high chair, and point to the utensil drawer until he is given something to eat with. As soon as he gets it, he smiles and coos and starts trying to use it happily. Maybe this one will be more independent than the others. He still HATES having his hair washed. He loves reading books. He will point out any dog he sees within a two block radius and bounces up and down and grunts his little “ruff ruff ruff.” He is HATING the stroller now that he can walk, and will wriggle his way out of any restraint imaginable, car seat or stroller. (Again, my first child to do this) His dimple is just to die for when he smiles. He can play with others (which usually ends in him getting clobbered), or play on his own. He hasn’t been sick or teething for at least a month, which translates to him just being fun and cute and the life of the party. I think he is every child’s favorite sibling. They fight over who gets to play with him. They even held his hand while he walked across the parking lot at the school tours today and stopped him from crawling up any staircase he saw. It is really fun to see the dynamic between them all.



Treehouse Museum




March 2016
Hudson has been completely frustrated by his inability to move more than crawling. I recently found our toddler walker toy, and Hudson has been thrilled! He screams to take it outside and will cruise the sidewalks with it with a huge smile on his face. He is such a messy, curious child. One day he had a white onesie on. By the end of the day he had spilled food and paint on it. He had drooled so much that the entire thing was wet and then he had rubbed his tummy on the leather couch so the red leather rubbed off onto his clothing. Anyway, while driving carpool to dance that evening, Amelia said, "Oh! I like Hudson's shirt! Is it tie dye?" Ha ha! No! It started the day as white! I guess in a way he did tie dye it himself throughout the day.
When Hudson is offered new foods he is very suspicious. He purses his lips together when the spoon with said food is coming at him. He will take a small lick of the food and then either open his mouth wide for more, or push the spoon away. When it was time for the other kids to have their treat for the day, he heard the word "treat," crawled over to the treat closet, and pointed. It was so cute. He knows what's up. So I gave him a chocolate chip and he gave me the biggest smile. Very pleased with himself.
If anyone is sitting in my lap, and Hudson sees them, he turns into a little attack dog and claws and kicks the person until they eventually give up and get off my lap and let Hudson on. Also, the other day, things got really quiet for a while. I knew Hudson was in the bathroom but was enjoying the peace and quiet so I thought I would just deal with whatever he was up to later. What I found when I checked on him was Mara's entire accessory drawer dumped into the toilet! Hair clips, hair bows, barrettes, chap sticks, nail polishes, all little things that could easily go down the pipes and clog things up. Grrr. That child.

Norman Rockwell exhibit at BYU

Just grabbing a mid-morning snack



April 2016

During General Conference this morning, Hudson was being naughty. Really naughty. Like walking around, pulling everything off any shelf he could reach, and screaming. I guess he didn't like being completely ignored while everyone was glued to the television. Even Baylor complained that Hudson was being too loud. Must be bad if the three year old is complaining that he can't hear.


You got to go to Disneyland when you were only 16 months old. Lucky.

Late to swim lessons


Capital Reef/Little Wild Horse Canyon

Mara showing you the monkeys at the zoo





Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Christmas 2015

Sneaking a grab at the tree, falsely believe that your camo outfit will disguise you


Watching everyone on Christmas day with their very first lego sets

Bunk beds for Christmas!

Zoo Lights

All the kids lining up to have you walk to them.

Dad's birthday

Grand America scavenger hunt with the Monsons

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Halloween 2015


All the Funk kids have been a bear their first real Halloween.
You were NOT a fan.


Monday, June 19, 2017

One year old!

 
At one year old, Hudson weighs in at:
Weight: 20 lb (15th percentile)
Length: 30 in (64th percentile)

 
Some recent journal entries:
My sweet little Hudson turned one on Sunday. Oh my goodness. His smile and laugh and dimples and  sweet personality just melt my heart. His skin is so soft. He cuddles with his head on my shoulder before his naps. He crawls around happily. He smiles at the kids. He laughs at them. They fight over who gets to play with him. Last week Judah said, “Mom, I wish we had 3 babies all named Hudson, that all looked and acted just like Hudson. Then there would be one for each of us to play with.” When he wakes in the morning, I bring him into bed with me and we cuddle. It is heaven on earth.  He has started making the cutest sounds when I read to him. He loves playing with balls and balloons. The kid loves food. Especially black beans and olives, of all things. And shredded cheese and yogurt. He throws pancakes/waffles/crepes on the ground the minute he sees them. He has a horrible habit of spitting the last swallow of milk out instead of drinking it, which means he either smells like rotten milk all the time, or gets a bib put on him every.single.time he takes a drink of milk throughout the day. I just love that little ball of softness and sweetness. I am cherishing everything about him since he is probably our last baby. I want to freeze him like he is forever.
 



 
Hudson started crawling in earnest on the 24th of July. Chad was home early from work, we were all hanging out in the playroom downstairs, and Hudson took off. He hasn’t looked back since. He LOVES solid food and is nearly a bottomless pit. Last week he ate 2 peaches, ¼ cup olives, and a peanut butter sandwich for lunch. More than the other kids! When he’s full though, he immediately starts throwing his food on the ground. Super annoying when its cottage cheese or fruit or something wet, which is usually is. He also is in the habit of spitting his last gulp of milk out down the front of his shirt. SO frustrating. I have invested in a nearly full body bib to try to cut down on my laundry and his constant smell of dried milk. I am burned out from sweeping the floor 3-4 times a day. Let’s move on from this stage, shall we Hudson?
 
 

Gramsy and Grandpa surprised us and told us they purchased the Sundance cabin on your birthday! All your Hess cousins were there to celebrate! You were the life of the party!
 
 
 He is pretty laid back and puts up with a lot of affection and generally being clobbered from the kids. His dimple is adorable when he smiles. His hair was getting long and starting to curl, but he got a back-to-school hair cut along with the other kids and he is back to being just straight. He loves the train at the zoo and starts kicking and waving his arms whenever he is on it. He also loves swimming and being in water, however, as SOON as he gets in the tub he pulls the drain plug. He is obsessed. So baths are a battle. He also despises laying back to get his hair washed. Despises.
 


Stewart Falls


 
 

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Nine months old

 
At nine months old, Hudson weighs in at:
Weight: 13 lbs (17th percentile)
Length: 28 in (70th percentile)
 
 
Hudson’s neediness has increased by about ten this past month. He is NOT content unless he is constantly being handed a new toy (which he immediately drops). He can only handle the Bumbo or exersaucer for about 5 minutes. He can almost sit up by himself but still tips over (onto the hardwood!) so I can’t leave him sitting unsupervised. I have started him on rice cereal and it takes forever for him to get anything down and with his arms flailing around trying to grab the spoon, we both end up completely covered in it. He is a full-time job. Consequently, I am suddenly feeling completely overwhelmed and irritable. I simply cannot keep up with the house. It is a constant mess. With THREE kids now making a mess while I am tending to the baby, there’s just more than I can get to

 

1)      I started making a list of things the kids have had melt downs over lately. It includes a screaming fit by Mara because she wanted to get out the other side of the van and not the side I opened. It also includes a tantrum from Baylor because he wanted the Ninja Turtle socks and NOT the moose socks.

2)      I also started listing reasons the kids give when they cry out at night for us to come down to their rooms. Baylor has recently stated, “I want another bop” (the paci with the fish picture on the front instead of whatever one he had) and also, “I want a treat.” Seriously? In the middle of the night? Judah honestly said recently, “My tongue hurts.” What? You woke me up for that?

3)      I jotted down a typical attempt to go get Mara from school. I’ve asked Judah a zillion times to get his shoes on and as I walk out the door I say, “Judah. I’m leaving now.” He starts crying because I am out the door and he is still shoeless. I get the stroller out and Baylor starts crying because he wants to ride his scooter (which he does at approximately 2 mph) instead of in the stroller. I settle Baylor down, Judah comes out with shoes on, and I run upstairs to wake up Hudson. He, of course, starts crying. I would too if someone woke me from my nap every.single.day. Anyway, typical 11:00 hour for me this year. Don’t love it.

4)      I also wrote down our experience walking home from school after arriving home one day. The school is ¼ mile from our house. Should take 5 minutes. Over the course of that short distance, we stopped to fix Mara’s dress which was catching on the tires of the balance bike, we stopped because Baylor was screaming that something was in his eye, we stopped because Judah’s shoe fell off, we stopped when Mara dropped her backpack, we stopped for Baylor to get out of the stroller and walk across the “balance beam” (curb) at Eggs in the City, and all the while Hudson is getting hungry and wants the stroller to keep moving and therefore breaks down crying every time it stops. Four kids. Wow.