Hudson was having a fun time playing with a stick in the dirt. A boy and his stick are not soon parted. I remember when Joseph was little, he picked up sticks everywhere we went. He had one on every hike, or walk that we took. He would hold onto it until he found a bigger, better one, and then had a hard time deciding what to do. Sometimes we called him "sticks Joseph".Mom
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that reminded me of a picture i have of when hudson was having a hard time deciding which sticks and rocks to keep (all of them) and which to let go (none of them). i put it up on my blog today - you'll have to check it out. pretty funny.
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