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Hudson: 6 Months

This big boy is 6 months!
The big news this month is... FIRST TOOTH! He's cut his front right tooth and the second is close behind.
He's also rolling around like crazy and can scoot himself across the floor.
He's so big! Even bigger than Braz was at this age. He's already in 9 month sizes and they aren't going to fit for long! Last time I weighed him, he was just under 20lbs. I won't get an official weight till I get him to the dr for his we'll visit (I'm late scheduling it with the new doc).
We are still nursing 100% and doing very well. We've had some cereal and have tried some avocado but haven't started eating much yet. Still trying to get the hang of the whole eating thing. I think he's getting plenty to eat though ;)
Hudson loves to talk and play on the floor and he really loves being around his brothers. He's the biggest snuggle big and I love cuddling with him! I'm gonna be sad when he's fully mobile and won't want to snuggle with mommy anymore. He has the sweetest personality and is such a good baby. Loves to squeal and screech like his big brother Beckett. He looks so much like his daddy, it kind of unfair. Haha! And I just want to eat those chubby baby thighs up!! I cannot picture our life without him, even though I thought we weren't ready, I'm sure glad God knew differently. He's a puzzle piece we didn't even know we were missing. 
Happy 1/2 Birthday Huddy T, little Turtle! Can't wait to watch you grow and to celebrate all the little milestones in the last half of your first year!

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