On our most recent flight...

<shortly after taking our seats>
"DAD!"
"Yes, Hud?"
"I want to find the boy peeing in the fountain."
"What?"
"In the magazine, dad! Let's find the boy peeing in the fountain."
"What magazine, Hudson?"
"That one!"
"The SKYMALL CATALOG??"
"Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhh!"
<certified frequent flyer>

Monday blues...

<this morning, we went to get in the car to go work/school and discovered that we'd left BOTH passenger side doors wide open all night... then, we made it a quarter mile down the road when Hudson yelled out>

"SOMEONE FORGOT TO BUCKLE ME IN!!!"

<yikes>

Getting out of bed this morning...

"your bum's sticking out, mom."
"what?"
"your butt. it's sticking out."
"where?"
"here."
<pointing to the back of my PJ pants>
"that's not my bum, hud. that's a muffin top."
"oh. mom?"
"yes, hudson?"
"your muffin top is sticking out."
<doh!>

Out by the lake...

"isn't the lake cool, hudson?"

"YEAH! dad, it IS cool."

"it's like a big bath tub, right?"

"no dad. it's like a swimming pool... for BOATS!"

<genius!>

On the way to swim class...

"mom, can we listen to duster?"

"what, huddy?"

"duster. i want to listen to 'someday.'"

"oh! GUSTER? cool. but i don't have it in mommy's car."

"get it out of dad's car."

<hmmm>

"ok, i'll be right back."

<two minutes later>

"got it!"

"number FOUR, mommom. i want to listen to number FOUR."

<my wildest dream comes true!>

At dinner tonight...

"Namaste."

"What, Hudson?"

"Namaste."

<smile>

"Momma?"

"Yes, Woo?"

"Naaaaaaaa-maaaaa-stay, Naaaaaaaa-maaaaa-stay, this is how we start our yoga day. Naaaaaaaa-maaaaa-stay, Naaaaaaaa-maaaaa-stay, this is how we end our yoga day. Yay!"

<claps>

<AMAZING>

<love PF>

Sitting down to dinner...

<after trying to steal his porcelain dinner plate from the counter...>

"Mom?"

"Yes, Hudson?"

"I almost knocked over my dinner. I know that would've been bad."

"Yes, it would have been."

"But nobody would cry, mom."

"What do you mean, Hud?"

"When I do bad things, you should be HAPPY."

"Really? I should?"

"Yes, mom."

Driving to school with Dad...

"Dad?"

"Yeah, Hud."

"We can't be friends anymore."

"Why not?"

"Well... I love you, dad. But I don't like your face."

Out of nowhere...

"F*CK!

I can't find my cell phone."

Mrs. Parker: Do you know where he heard that word?

Mrs. Schwartz: Probably from his father!*

* I think we all know it's not Logan that loses his cell phone all the time. Gulp.