one thing I forgot to mention...

Poor Hudson was sick for Tate's birthday party, so he didn't get to go!  Celeste and I were there late Friday night decorating and I got home about 12:30, walked in the door, and Jamie says "Hudson is throwing up."  Great.  He didn't feel any better Saturday, so he didn't get to go.  Jamie brought him over for a little bit to see everything and watch Tate open presents, but Hudson didn't want to stay very long.  He really didn't feel good.  Thankfully, he took a LONG nap and when he woke up he was feeling fine.  Of course, all the balloons I brought him from the party might have helped! He carried these all around the house that night and the next day too!