I’ve got a few pictures on my camera from our time in Dallas and some from this week that I wanted to share with you. And it’s Friday, so I can do what I want today, right?

Super Bowl Awesomeness

The Saints won the Super Bowl! And my parents, their friends, Hudson, and I got together to celebrate. And eat. Because that’s what people from Louisiana do. We had a boat load of king cakes, a huge pot of red beans and rice, and a huge pot of gumbo, and yummy bread pudding. I would have been fine not to ever eat again. But I did, of course!

Please look at the vast amounts of food here.

Seeing my besties on a Dallas snow day

My best friends from college live in Ft. Worth, so visiting Dallas is extra fun because I get to see them and they get to play with Hudson when we visit my parents. They came over the day that Dallas got slammed with 12 inches of snow and we had a blast just hanging out inside.

Valentine’s Day

Todd was out of town the week that Hudson and I went to Dallas (which was the whole purpose of us going to Dallas in the first place). We all returned to Columbia from our respective locations on Valentine’s Day. Todd’s parents were very generous and kept Hudson overnight so Todd and I could go on a fun Valentine’s Day date in Greenville, SC. But we exchanged Valentine’s Day presents before we left. Hudson got a lot of cards and some Karen Katz books. He also got an “I Love You Elmo” and a big red fluffy dog.

Todd and I made the drive to Greenville and checked into the Westin Poinsett Hotel (where we got married and stayed during our wedding) and then went to Soby’s for dinner. We love Soby’s! We didn’t have enough time to stay for dessert because we had to make a 7:30 show of Wicked! I had seen it once before, but Todd had never seen it. It’s definitely in my top 3 best musicals of all time. We’ve been singing the songs constantly ever since.

After the show, we went back to Soby’s to have white chocolate banana cream pie, which was used instead of groom’s cake at our wedding.

photo by Kelly Moore Photography

The next day we had lunch on Main Street and then drove home to get our precious boy. It was so nice to have a night away- just the two of us. We were able to rest and talk and enjoy each other’s company. We’re able to do all of those things with Hudson around, but it’s just nice to have an evening where you get to just be together.

Hudson on the go

Hudson got a new ride yesterday. We upgraded his car seat from the Graco SnugRide to the Britax Boulevard. He was actually 2 pounds heavier than the limit for the SnugRide, so it was time– way past time! The Britax is great and he loves it already! Pictures coming soon of Hudson in his new seat. But here are a couple that I took of him yesterday just hanging out at home.

Doesn’t he look guilty?

And I hope you’re not bothered by baby drool!

When we were in Dallas, I had to make a trip to pick up all of Hudson’s necessities. I don’t like to travel with all of that stuff because it just means that we have to bring one more bag and it’s just as easy to pick it up when we get to Dallas. My mom had already picked up diapers, formula, baby food, and wipes, but I still needed a few things. So we went to Tom Thumb and I got Mylicon, baby Tylenol, Wet Ones, and a bulb syringe.

Now that he’s crawling, Hudson’s little hands are always so grubby, so as soon as we got home, I opened up the canister of Wet Ones to thread the wipes through the little toothed hole.

And what happened next sounded like this, “Help? HELP!”

My dad came running in to help me (because for all he knew I’d fallen or the baby had choked or something horrible had happened) and he saw something that looked like this…

This is NOT my finger. Image found via here. I wasn’t able to scream out in pain and whip out my Canon Rebel to capture this glorious moment at the same time.

I am happy to know that when searching for an image for this post I was able to find exactly what I needed– proving that I’m not the only idiot on the planet.

So we carefully got my finger out of that toothed, prongy hole while I screamed out that it felt like the tip of my finger might pop off or lose all circulation. That plastic? Oh, it just feels like it could chop your finger off.

Someone else took over the Wet Ones feeding the wipe through the hole process for me. And then I saw it. The warning label.

The warning level that helps prove that I’m not the only idiot on the planet and wasn’t the first one to do this, but it also proves that I’m even more of an idiot for doing it when there’s a perfectly legible warning label on the back.

Note: This is not an attack on Wet Ones. I love Wet Ones. This is an attack on me and my inability to see a dangerous situation disguised as a Wet Ones canister.

…like son?

Everyone says that Hudson takes after his father, but I can show you two big areas where he takes after me.

Actually, I’m not going to show you the proof, but please look at the thighs on that kid!

He thinks it’s pretty funny!