Mason is 3. He is such a funny kid, very talkative and social, and a little crazy sometimes. He loves to do puzzles and read books, and he likes building with blocks. He is a great backseat driver and gets upset when cars run red lights, (not like that ever happens in Utah). He is very curious and likes to see things for himself. For instance, he wanted to eat an extremely old and hard tootsie roll and I said it was too hard to chew, but he asked, "Can I see that it's too hard to chew Mom?" Sure Mason, go ahead. So he did and spit it out. "Oh, hey Mom, it was too hard to chew so I think I should throw it in the garbage." Or if I tell him something is all gone, he has to see in the box. "Oh, it's all gone, Mom." And it is like that all day. He has to "see" everything, so if I make a claim of any kind, I have to be able to prove it. Keeps me honest I guess.
We went to a nickel arcade on his birthday and he loved driving. He also loved the mallet and hitting the crabs as they went by.
Grandma and Grandpa from Minnesota even made it for his party! Yay! We were happy to have them visit for a few days with Aunt Kari who just got back from her mission in California.
And since he loves cars so much, I made him a car cake. Though I know it isn't perfect by far, I think for my first ever effort at a fondant cake, it turned out pretty good. I probably should have read about working with fondant before I did it, but I learned a lot from just doing it myself and I enjoyed doing it. And Mason loved it so who cares about a few mistakes?
Happy birthday little Mason man. Love you forever!