Hudson here. I weigh about 12 pounds now. We'll get the official numbers at my doctor's appointment this Thursday. Big brother AJ keeps taunting me telling me that I'm going to get shots...whatever they are. I'm becoming more and more vocal with my demands. Mommy keeps looking for red hair on my head the more I demand. As long as Mommy and Daddy meet my demands, all is good in the house. They're pretty simple: Hold me! Feed me! Hold me! Entertain me! Feed me! Change my diaper! Hold me! Oh no you didn't just put me in the bath! Hold me! Don't kick my swing big brother! Mommy!! Hold me! Feed me! Take me for a walk! Hold me!!Here are some of the people who have responded to my "HOLD ME!" demands:
This is one of the times that I wouldn't stop crying until Daddy took me into the red room. I like the red room. You don't hear my dolphin-shrieking big brother as loudly in there!
Uncle Todd just thought he was stopping by for a quick hello, but I got ahold of him before he could leave.
This is one of the times that I wouldn't stop crying until Daddy took me into the red room. I like the red room. You don't hear my dolphin-shrieking big brother as loudly in there!
Uncle Todd just thought he was stopping by for a quick hello, but I got ahold of him before he could leave.
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