Happy Birthday Mason

Happy Birthday Mason! 8 years sure have gone by fast. In the 8 years Mason has been with us we have lived in 6 different homes, 2 different countries, 2 different states, and traveled many miles. Mason was born in Anchorage Alaska, and has asked countless times over the last 5 years to move back there. Here is a look at how he has grown and changed. 3 weeks old. We tried and tried to wake him up for his first big photo. He was a very good sleeper as a baby.

Here he is at 1yr old. Check out the hair! It was always standing up!

2yrs old. By know I had started butching his hair. I couldn't handle the sticky up hair anymore. (except in the front, he has been sporting that hair do ever since)

3 yrs old. This is when he was still so sweet and easy, you know, before we turned his world upside down and moved him to Germany! We have always joked that the Mason we had in Alaska stayed there and little monster Mason came with us.

4yrs old. Pre-school days.

5yrs old. Kindergarten. I think there was a big change in him from 4 to 5. He lost the last little bit of baby chubby.

6yrs old. He was not wanting to get his picture taken this day. Can you tell by the look on his face? Maybe that is why I don't have one from him being 7yrs old.

Here is my big 8 year old. All grown up. He is so excited to get baptized and to get to go to scouts. Little monster Mason did stay behind in Germany and we found the sweet boy we left behind at 3. He loves school, I think having a male teacher has really helped him this year. He enjoys writing books and they have been up to 20 pages long. He is a very creative kid. His favorite color is blue and his favorite food is, well I don't really know because he is so picky! But to take a guess he loves cereal. He says when he grows up he wants to make video games and be a teacher. (the influence his teacher has had on him this year has been amazing) Crazy to think that in another 8 years he will be getting behind the wheel of a car, legally! (he tried to drive our brand new Durango when he was 3, he started the dings and dents, not me!) We are so grateful to have Mason in our family.

Trevan's First T-Ball Game

May 11, was Trevan's first T-Ball game ever! He is loving it. He told me "Mom, I am rockin awesome!" He is so funny. Here he is on first base. Most of you know the rules of T-Ball. Meaning there are no outs and everyone bats then you switch places with the other team.

Here he is in the field. His position was between first and second base. He was pretty board because the ball never made it past the pitchers mound. Here he is drawing a circle in the dirt so he would "know" where to stand!

This is Trevan running the bases. He was the last batter up so they all run in. Mason was sure that Trevan had hit a home run! And just look at how big that shirt is! This is what happens when dad signs up the kid and orders the shirt!

The look on his face in this one just cracks me up. He is having so much fun.

Here he is guarding 3rd base. Every time the ball was hit he would run and cover his base. He was paying pretty close attention to the game, if only he could get some action! He really is enjoying himself and loves that his team is called the Rangers. (He totally loves Power Rangers)

Misc. stuff

This is Trevan during his Pre-School's Mother's Day program. They sang us a couple of songs and then recited the story "Love you Forever". His teachers Miss Carolle and Miss Diane had taken pictures of each child with their mother and the kids decorated a picture frame, (Kennedy's class did a flower frame). The kids also told their teachers what they like to do with me. Of course they wrote these things down and laminated them for me. Trevan said, "I like it when mom playes the "Cootie" game with me. I love when mom squeezes me tight. I like it when she plays ball with me." Now our version of the Cootie game is not the one you buy at the store. "Cooties" come from getting kissed! Trevan always asks to play that game at bed time.

Kennedy was having nothing to do with the program. She does NOT like big rowdy groups of kids so she glues herself to my side. That is why there are no pictures of her with the other kids.

I put this picture in because of what she told her teachers. Her paper said, "I love my mom's hugs. My mom is special. I love mom. (best of all) I LOVE WHEN MOM FIXES MY HAIR!" she really does enjoy getting her hair done. I am so not making this up. The other day after her bath I was thinking of just blow drying her hair and leaving it alone. She would hear nothing of that! She was so mad and insisted on "getting" it done. I do not intentionally torture her hair, she does! I am just the hands that are there.

Another little thing on Kennedy. She is really trying hard to get the splits down. She will do this for hours and hours a day saying "mom watch me" She is getting better at them. What a fun little girl she is. Exactly what I always wanted!!!!