My baby turns 3 tomorrow...

My baby isn't a baby anymore...he's turning three! Three - how did that happen? Hudson is amazing in every way and not a day goes by when he doesn't marvel me with his brilliance and sweetness and not a day goes by that he doesn't push every one of my buttons and test me in every way possible. I'm hoping the terrible two's are over but as he creeps closer and closer to three he seems to be stepping it up a notch...maybe sending his terrible two's out with a bang! (here's to hoping anyway)

 We've started talking to Hudson more and more about the adoption. I show him pictures of Stacy and tell him that he grew in her belly just like Charlie grew in mine. I wrote him a book about his adoption that I like to read to him every now and then. I hope if it's something he's always known about it will just grow with him as he grows. For now it's a loose concept and as his understanding grows so will our explanation. I don't know if it's the right way, but it's our way and it seems to be working so far.

 I'm sure I will post pictures of his birthday but that will be next week sometime as we're not having a party until his daddy comes back in to town later this week but I will leave you with this:

Waiting outside the bedroom door of a little boy who's turning three tomorrow: