Six. Yesterday my baby turned six years old.
What? How is that possible? He was just born.
My little baby. I can’t even handle it.
Hudson, you are smart and funny and silly and sweet. You are more than I ever could have imagined. You give the best hugs and kisses and love your mommy, daddy, and sister’s with your whole heart.
You learned to ride a bike without training wheels last month and were so proud of yourself. You love soccer, pokemon, kindergarten, gym time at school, video games, stuffed animals, nerf guns, cars, legos, and Harry Potter. You have the best imagination and are always super inquisitive and curious. You love to “read” (aka memorize books and pretend to read them) and can’t wait to read for real.
You make friends easily and always see the best in people. You love animals and have a sweet spot for your little sisters, even when they drive you crazy. You are my biggest fan, and I am yours sweet boy. You always ask me “mommy, will you love me forever, even when I’m big?” because you love to hear me answer with “yes, I will love you forever and ever, even when you are big like daddy.”
You made me a mama. And my love for you knows no bounds. I love you with all my heart sweet boy, and I can’t wait to see what year six has in store for you! Happy birthday!
