And when Hudson finally does learn to read, there may be a few issues that need to be worked out with dad. At this point in Hudson's life, Dad is still his hero. He is the kind of dad that manages to always find batteries when the old ones are worn out. He can super glue the tiniest of parts back together. He can put together any toy (even the ones with 10,000 pieces) that the Grandparents gift us. He can always find a way to plug the tiny holes in everyones bike tires. He gives the best airplane rides and he always has money for the ice cream truck. He always shares his tools (except for the drill, hammer, nails, screws, saw, and everything that plugs in.) And he is the best frogging buddy a boy could have.
Well Robert has really out done himself this time. When Hudson's favorite Toy Story arm shooters broke after the elastic bands snapped off, dad once again got to work fixing it. I usually don't get involved with any of this manly bonding time, but when Daddy starts taking old undies (the ones that were thrown away months ago) and uses them for spare toy parts, thats when I get concerned. WHY? Because it always seems to be a struggle getting him to part with articles of clothing that I deem no longer able to serve its purpose or a personal (possibly enviromental) health risk. So now everytime I say its time to toss out the whitie tidies the ones that bare more skin then cover it, I am going to hear all about the many more uses they still have in them.
And let's not forget about poor Hudson and the emotional trauma he will surely suffer. I don't even want to think about what's going to happen this weekend when little Hudson runs outside to play with the guys and he takes out his "Fruit of the Loom" Toy story disc shooters. Poor kid.
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