Where is Dad?

Every morning as I get Mason out of his crib the first thing Mason greets me with is "Where's Dad?".  I'm sure it confuses him why some days Daddy is home (weekends) and some days Daddy is gone all day long.  Mason always perks right up when he hears the garage door opening at 4:30 p.m. and yells "Dad" and runs to the door.  Last night was a rare night when Alan had to do some work at home.  Mason could not stand it that Daddy was home and could not pay attention to him.  He would keep bringing him toys and books to get Daddy to come and play.  Mason got up on his lap to help him work.  Finally Alan gave in a read him a book.  It was such a cute father/son moment.  I'm so glad Mason loves his Daddy so much.  

Mr. Independent Imitator

This week I made pizza and used a rolling pin to roll out the dough.  I walked away and turned my back for 2 seconds and look over to find Mason who had pushed over the step stool, climbed up to the counter, and was rolling out his pretend pizza.  He was even making the grunting straining noise because he was rolling so hard.  He got a bit messy with the flour but looked like he a fun playing chef.  

Bump Update

I'm not loving these pictures of myself but I'm sure I will be grateful I have these in a few years.  They are just too sweet of Mason not to post.

What I look forward to everyday...

Mason's Hugs- He gives them sometimes without even being asked.  He squeezes extra hard around your neck and even makes the straining noise.  It is so sweet.

My two men.  Like father like son.

Mason's kisses- he presses in now and gives it to you right on the lips.  He has recently learned to make the smack sound.  So funny.