as said by...hugh

every morning when i open the curtains to hugh's room...rain or shine...
hugh says, "oh my, what a beautiful day".
and no matter the weather condition...it's hard not to agree with him...he just makes it feel...well, beautiful.

yesterday he told me it was time he had another haircut.
"yes" he said {very seriously}, "my hair is bending and it's time to cut it...now."
and so we set off for the barber to help cure hugh's hair of the dreaded 'bends'.

and while every day he certainly brings us delight in his observations of the world...i would have to admit my favourite talks are when we are walking the trail...through the old grove...looking for slugs and sticks. there is something about the great outdoors that will really make a guy open up...
"mommy, do you see that tree?"
"that tree?"
"no, that one."
"oh, that one?"
"no, that one...over there"
"there?"
"no, there?"
"yes...i think i see it"
"i love that tree...but it can't talk."

as said by...hugh.