Why? Why? Why?

{This picture has nothing to do with the following... I just LOVE it.  It is so her.  

By the way my mother - so she won't DIE of embarrassment - is in transition of getting her floor in, 

hence the old carpet about to be torn out by my mom's bare hands.  ha.}

Today we {Spence, me and the kiddos} went into the city.  It was a little chilly, but a load of fun.  I had the best Mexican Hot Chocolate.  But that is not the reason for the post.  Hudson has had some great things come out of his mouth lately; R has done some great things.  

*While in a store Hudson checks the cashier gal out.  He keeps looking at her, not discretely.  Then loud enough, but as a whisper he asks:

 "Mom, why does that girl have pen on her.  She has written a lot on her arm!"

I just laughed, because it was a HUGE tattoo on her arm.  So I walked him over and let him see what she had on her arm.  I explained what it was and that it doesn't come off.   The girl and I  had a good laugh.

*While in the gourmet eatery, serious here, I walked H & R over to the gelato area.  Just to see what they had.  After turning around to check on the kids I noticed Reagan making out with the window.  She was in full on licking mode.  Trying her darndest to get to the gelato.  I about peed my pants. She is my sugar doll.

*Hudson asking me a million times a day Why Why why why why why why why why.   

I am about to loose it.  Just watch.

*Reagan laying prostrate on the dinning table.  In the eatery.  Head down, arms out and content not to be touched.  

*Hudson asking me why everyone keeps telling him that he is "cute".  

It is always girls.  And is that a good thing?

Got to love what happens in one day.