Hudson's Bedtime Story

Last night, as we were getting ready for Santa to visit, we heard Hudson talking in his bedroom at Grammy and Pop-Pop's house. I thought he was calling for me at first, so I walked back there and put my ear to the door to listen. He wasn't upset at all, but he certainly wasn't asleep! He was busy telling himself a story. Here is what I heard:

"Once upon a time there was a little boy named Husson. And his mommy and daddy gave him some mashapotatoes. And they were sooooo yummy! But then Pop-Pop came by and took the mashapotatoes away and throwed them in the trash can. And Husson was not very happy...."

Sounds like Santa isn't going to come visit Pop-Pop!

A Vist With Santa

Tonight we took Hudson to see Santa. He really wasn't all that excited, which surprised me. And he didn't seem too awed at the jolly man; it was as if Hudson is used to seeing a big man in a fuzzy, red suit every day. And it certainly seemed routine to sit on his lap and have a little conversation about being good, eating vegetables, and always putting trash in the trash can. Santa had a little trouble understanding that Hudson only wanted Spiderman for Christmas, but he eventually got the message. Spiderman. That means everything ever made with the Spiderman logo. Yep, that's it. That's all he wants: everything Spiderman. Of course, visiting the Chief Elf was the first thing we did at the mall. By the time we left, Hudson's list had grown to include everything Buzz Lightyear, and Star Wars, and Vanderbilt, and Yoshi, and superheroes in general, and....