Happy Birthday Mr. Mason!
I love you soooo much. I'm so lucky (four leaf clovers and other St. Paddy luckiness!) that you picked us out and made sure that we went home with you.
p.s. Is it crazy to anyone besides me that Math Man and I got a dog together and today that sweet little hunk of joy is old enough that if he was a person he'd go to kindergarten? Oh lord, when I have a human child, I am going to be a sentimental mess, aren't I?