writing

Hudson drew the top picture for Spencer a few days ago... to let him know that the package {to the side of the drawing/note} was his. He placed it on the nightstand in our room and left the note. It was quite cute. My favorite is the backwards "d"... he will get it at some point. And I love it while this lasts. It makes me smile to myself. Him concentrating so hard on his name and being so proud of his ability to write it... to the point of writing it everywhere. Like R's kitchen - yes in pen.

It reminds me of when I was little, probably his age, my grandma had a beautiful Mercedes and I loved it. I thought it was so fancy. I can still smell it... I swear I can. Or the memory of it. One day I, for who knows what reasons?!?, pulled down the middle divider {you know what I am talking about... the "arm rest" in the back of cars} and wrote my name loud and clear with blue pen {I remember the color} on the inside of the arm rest. I thought no one would ever find it... you know until they needed somewhere to put their arm?! What is wrong with kids? With me as a kid!!

When my grandma found it I remember her calling me a "shit". I was a shit. Really, when have I not been one? I laugh about it now... in a "ohhh that sucks" kind of way. I love you grandma. I love you I love you... I do.

Later that afternoon Hudson was playing "Dr." with a check in chart and all. {Isn't the treasure chest cute? My mom and Hudson made it a long time ago, and Hudson still stowes away all lost coins in our house... and hard cash as well. Watch your wallets when you come around... and don't say I didn't warn you. wink wink.}