You’re probably thinking that I’m a little late for Valentine’s day.
But these aren’t Valentines.
Glitter, ribbons, feathers, pipe cleaners, and giant puddles of white glue.
Those sticky-paste covered little fingers,belonging to his big brother and sister, are making “Huddy Hearts”.
A little construction paper love, for a baby brother, cuter than Cupid himself.
Two open heart surgeries under his belt, and he’s not even old enough to wear a belt.
Some see hearts and think Valentine’s day;
We see hearts and think Hudson;
He’s the brave little guy that’s stolen ours.