Today is Hudson's 8th birthday. He is one of the funniest kids I know with a kind heart and an inquisitiveness beyond measure.
Let's take a little trip down Hudson Memory Lane:
This squalling, unhappy baby made his appearance at about 8:30 at night.
We decided to have Hudson induced because I was measuring a little big, we wanted to make sure our doctor was on rotation that day, and I was DESPERATE to have him born on an odd day. Yes, you read that right. I NEEDED him to be born on an odd day...because Eric, Evan and I all have birthdays on odd days. I became fixated about this detail...pregnancy hormones are no joke!
Anyhow, the doctor complied, we induced this little guy, and he made us wait all day to meet him. I was getting nervous that he was going to be born on the 14th. We finally had to use a vacuum to suck him out. He was a little stuck. One suction later, and I held this funny-shaped head kid in my arms. And I've been in love ever since.
Hudson turns one.
Hudson turns two. Those cheeks...I die!
Chicken turns three and has a better concept of what it means to celebrate a birthday.
My big kid started preschool and turned four. Oh those eyes! One of my favorite pictures.
Five.
Six. Normally, you get to wear free dress on your birthday at school, but Hudson's birthday fell on a Friday that year. We switched his free dress day to another day.
Huddy turned 7 and celebrated at Chuck E. Cheese with a few friends.
That brings us to today. We got donuts and chocolate milk for breakfast before church. I told Hudson he had to take a shower and get completely ready for Mass before he could open his present! He got a gaming headset like Evan's.
No, I didn't wrap his present. I'm guessing he didn't care. Harry is very interested in the package.
What could it be?
It's what he asked for...along with wanting $60. He didn't get the $60. I think he wanted that specific amount for some game update!
The official Facebook and Instagram picture.
He looks thrilled to be holding up 8 fingers. He was dressed in his uniform for Sunday Mass because it was the monthly OLPH student Mass.
Good Catholic boy tucking in his shirt.
Hudson negotiated sausage, bacon, and eggs for his birthday lunch. Dad is always in charge of breakfast fare.
The kid wanted sausage, and he ate a lot of it!
After a relaxing afternoon playing video games, we ventured across town to Five Guys for Hudson's birthday dinner. He loves Five Guys. I don't think we've been there since before Eric's surgery!
Evan and me.
The birthday boy.
We still need to eat the chocolate cake that Eric made and blow out candles, but I think it is safe to say that Huddy had a good birthday.
And here are a few more of my all time favorite photos of the youngest Forcey.
Dad and his mini me.
This photo makes me giggle because of Evan laughing in the background!
I think it's obvious to see why this little chicken stole our hearts the minute he was born.
Touchdown!
Those pudgy little thighs!
Those eyes still get me every day!
These poor kids drew the short stick when they got me for a mom. This is what passed for Halloween costumes that year! In case you are wondering, Hudson is a Smurf Puppy. It's totally a thing!
I die laughing every time I see this photo. Hudson has always been our chatty kid. He never stops talking! I happened to catch his earnest look and Eric's exasperated look one day at lunch!
Oh Hudson! How we love you. Our family certainly would not be the same without you. Happy Birthday big 8-year-old!
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