Day #1063

Earlier this week among the packing and the doctor's visits and the overnight guests and the usual life, our home passed a little milestone. We reached Day 1063. It is one of those goofy dates that crowds a Mama's mind when she is trying to fall to sleep.
Confused as to what it could be? Here is a clue:

1063 days old is the age in which Hudson became a big brother. The day he was dethroned. The day which ensured he would have to share just about every neat thing he will ever get his hands on. The day he came cooler. The big tormentor. The day when that (now) curly haired bug moved into our home too.

It was a good day for all of us. Just 1063 ones ago...