I was laughing with Aron about the little face he makes when I pull rank and totally ruin the fun, when it occurred to me that this is the crux we’re going to be facing for years and years… and years.
“Hey, buddy! Tell me about all of your friends.” “Oh, him? Hmmm. I’d rather you didn’t go to his house.” “Hey best friend, you can tell me anything.” “She wants you to do what?!”
How nice that our major struggles are still more on the order of: “Yes, you have to have your diaper changed. Again.” and “Yes, you really do have to hold my hand when you walk your wooden doggy into the street.”
(Hudson turned 15-months-old yesterday. Here are all of the monthly updates from his first 12 months.)
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