This last Friday, our little baby turned TWO years old. Instead of having a party on his actual birthday, we booked a trip out to San Diego to visit family. Oma, Opa, Auntie Abbie, Uncle Jonathan, and Uncle Josh and Aunt Jen were all there. We arrived Friday morning, and soon realized Hudson had a fever...of 102. His mood quickly worsened with his fever, despite seeing his Auntie and Uncle. So we most of the day on a bed in a small hotel room, resting. Not exactly the birthday we pictured for our little guy, but by Sunday he was coming around, and would let his Oma and Aunties hold him more.
On Sunday, we were driving around for something (can't remember exactly what) and we passed a breakfast place called BUNZ. Andy and I both read it out loud, laughing, and Hudson quickly echoed - saying BUNZ as clear as day. I'm sure you had to be there to appreciate it, but it was hysterical. So of course we repeated the name several times just to hear him say it again. Even writing this, want to hear him say it again - it was so funny.
All in all, it wasn't the birthday I imagined he would have, but because he was with some of his favorite people, I don't think he would rather have done anything else - even with a fever. Being sick didn't stop him from saying OMA, OPA, Auntie Abbie, etc. 50 times a day, at least.
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