Mason turned four today.  We had a little present unwrapping ceremony and marked his height on the wall.  At four years old, Mason is as tall as Violet was at three.  He doesn’t seem that small compared to his classmates.  Maybe he’s a wee bit smaller.

Mason’s Pirate-themed birthday party was a hit. Chick-Fil-A puts on a wonderful kid’s birthday party. The cow even visited. Mason had a really good time. Hard to believe the little guy is already three. We’re starting to look at Charter schools for Violet for next year. Kindergarten is upon us.

I know we’ve been celebrating Mason’s birthday for (what seems like) weeks. He had his last birthday party tonight with just the family. It was a nice, quiet affair with cupcakes and a couple presents. That boy loves to blow out his birthday candles.

He got a Fisher Price Cash Register and some more Legos this evening, not to mention cards from all the Grandparents. Thank you, Grandparents!

He’s such a little man now. He’s talking up a storm, finally. Yesterday I was talking to him on the phone and said, “Happy Birthday!” He said something back to me with just as many syllables that was very close to sounding like “Happy Birthday!” What a smart little guy. Did I mention that he called me on Colleen’s cellphone? Purely accidental, I suppose, but I answered and he started talking.

I have to settle, lately, for the more non-traditional photos of my daughter. She absolutely refuses to have her picture taken unless it’s purely under her own terms. I’m working on hanging some of my photographs around the house and needed a new picture of Violet, so I talked her in to a little mini-photoshoot. This is what I got in return:

Then, tonight this is the best I could get:

I, then, gave her the opportunity to take a picture of me:

Mason had his Christmas Party yesterday, click on the picture below to see more the party: