Southern Fried Fall Festival

Is this cruel? We got so many comments on Mason's "leash."


We enjoyed an evening around the square on Saturday. We ate some fried food of course and mingled with the public.


GranNanny and Great Granny Rubert also came.


Calm.

Upset. (I was holding his balloon.)

Nice view.

Just of a few pictures of my wonderful family. I am so blessed. Thank you God.

Mason peeking out of tent on Sunday morning, drinking his milk. Boy, does he love milk.

Bath before church. "Mason, show me your lips."

On Monday morning, we had to make a quick trip to the pediatric clinic to make sure the bumps on Mason were not the chicken pox. They weren't. The doctor said it was some kind of reaction to something. I thought he had just got into some chiggers, but his teacher wanted us to be sure it was not chicken pox. It was just another $25 co-pay to their office.

He's still doing really good in the 2 year old class. He seems to be enjoying the art work they do. Usually when I come to pick him up, about 5 kids including Mason are sitting on the couch looking at books. His vocabulary has grown some in the past couple of weeks. He's starting to put 2-3 words together at a time. It's so much fun watching him learn.

Have a great rest of the week. Enjoy this BEAUTIFUL weather!

Movin' Up

We saw my friend Brooke for a short time on Saturday. She had brought Mason a shirt she purchased while in England. It fits him perfect. (Her husband Andy is from England.)



Yes, we have gotten a potty chair. Mason actually likes sitting on it, but he will not pee in it, yet. We're trying to remember to encourage him to use it when he gets up in the morning and before he takes a bath. If he ever does pee in it, the music will play.




Mason and Phil enjoying some story time, Sunday night.

Mason has been moved up to the 2 year old class this week. Even though he's not yet 2, the daycare director says he's at their maturity level and size. About two months ago, 6 kids from his class moved up because they all turned 2, and some of the babies who turned 1, moved up to Mason's class. This left him and one other little boy to be the only ones walking and talking. The director thought it would be best for Mason and the other boy to move up to the 2 year old class, so they can move forward with their learning. I thought it was a great idea. Mason already knows most of the kids in the class anyway, so he fits right in. They are learning body parts and colors. He should do well with the body parts, but he's still trying to catch on to the colors.

Colors

Mason enjoyed some coloring this weekend. He does a little scribble here and there.


Look at that tongue sticking out.

"Find the giraffe."

New Arrival: Jeremy Wade, (aka J.W.)

Our friends Natalie and Chopper, welcomed their baby boy on Thursday, 9-10-09. It will be an easy birthday for us to remember, since he shares Phil's birthday.

New mommy.

Congratulations and Good Luck!!!!!!!!!!!

SOMEBODY TURNS 30 TODAY!!!!!

HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY, PHIL!!!!!!! We love you!


Specially made for daddy by Mason.

Labor Day Weekend

Friday night we headed to the Maury County fair to have some fun. Dakota went with us, and rode a few rides. Mason watched all the rides go around and around. It's like he was trying to figure out how everything worked, just like his daddy.

A little fishing, to win a prize. He won a blue donkey.

Good ole bumper cars.

Don't let the smile fool you, Dakota was hanging on for dear life.

Group shot. Mason is in shock from the flash.

Saturday night, we headed to GranNanny and Pap-Paw's for some hamburgers. GranNanny had kept Mason again for most of the day, so I could do some cleaning around the house.

Dakota wanted a fire to roast some marshmallows.

Sunday, Mason and I went back to GranNanny and Pap-Paw's after church, since Phil had to work. Mason and Dakota played, while I worked on my picture albums. We also enjoyed some outside time.

As soon as I snapped this picture, I realized Mason was putting a clump of dirt in his mouth.

Yuck! No, the dirt wasn't blue, but his juice was.

Dakota learning to aim his gun.

(Monday morning.)

Wonder pets, wonder pets!

Bubbles.

When you're at Nanny's house you can have anything.


Tuesday night, Phil's dad, Papa Mash had us over for supper.

Papa Mash, his friend, Sue and Mason doing a little jig.



I really enjoy the three day weekends, but they go by way to fast.

Oh, I almost forgot, we had Mason's 18 month checkup on Friday before we went to the fair. He weighed 29lbs 8oz, and measured 34 inches long. He actually did not get his shots because he was running a 101 fever. I hadn't even noticed he was warm. They gave him some Tylenol and told us to come back in a couple of weeks for his shots. Luckily the fever went away as quick as it came. With Mason he can go to bed perfectly fine and wake up the next morning sick as a dog. You just never know with him.