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.
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