A Very Happy 4th Birthday

When Mason woke up on his birthday (at 5:30am!) I told him that since it was his day we could do whatever he wanted.  He could make all the decisions.  He ate breakfast and we headed out.  First stop was feeding the 9th Street ducks.

The geese were a little scary, but the ducklings were adorable.

Next up was the park.

Mase and I played forever,

he picked me a flower,

and then he made some friends.

Sitting there, watching Mase run up to kids on the playground and tell them his name (Hey! I'm Mason and I'm FOUR... let's play!), I was amazed.  I can't get over how fast he's growing up.  Maybe I'm a little sappy today, but holy shit, where did the time go?

After the park was another one of Mason's favorite things -

the car wash.  A nine dollar super wash makes him happy EVERY time.

After our car was shining, it was time for lunch - Pizza Hut lunch buffet.

When we got home from lunch, Mase decided that Penny Lane needed to go for a car ride.

And then we had ice cream cake.  I picked the cake, as a surprise, but Mase had no complaints.

I think I need to let Mason plan our days more often.  


Happy birthday, baby.

Flashback

Before I post today's pictures, here's a little trip down my memory lane.  I'm just trying not to cry.
Brand new:

First birthday:

Second birthday:

Third birthday:

Last Day of Three

Yesterday was my baby's last day as a three-year-old.

He wanted his pictures taken with Penny.

Goodbye, three.  It was a good year.

Morning Happiness

I know I've probably said this before, but there is nothing cuter than this kid before he wakes up in the morning.

The Avett Brothers

I'm a little ashamed to say that, even given Mason's superb taste in music, he's never seen a live concert.  Well, at least until earlier this month.

It was freezing and Mason was exhausted, but he's been asking to go see The Avett Brothers again ever since.  

Rainy Day Entertainment

The turtle.

A Sad Story (in pictures)

 

 

Growth

Now, to start the garden.

Mother's Day

Style

This is what happens when Mason dresses himself.

Jammie pants and a polo shirt.  Sometimes it's better.  Occasionally it's worse.  You call it mismatched, I call it artsy.

School's Out!

Oh man, three weeks of not blogging.  It's been a hectic couple of weeks, but I'm finally done with school for the semester and I have an entire month off before I start summer classes.

I'm REALLY looking forward to having some stress-free time to spend with this kid.