Mr. Mason and Wolfgang

Folly Beach -- March 2009

An Old Chicago Snow Picture

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's... Mr. Mason!  Winter 2009

Mr. Mason: Christmas in Virginia 2009

Virginia Blizzard December 2009

Did Mr. Mason ever tell you he survived a blizzard?  Well, he did. 

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- May 2006

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- Summer 2006

Mr. Mason, March 2007

Mr. Mason -- March 2007 (the week of his first birthday)

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- 2006 or early 2007 -- After the trauma of bathtime

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- Summer 2006

Merry Christmas from Mr. Mason!

Mr. Mason hopes you'll settle for this pre-scheduled holiday greeting.  He's busy celebrating today but he assures you he looks pretty much the same today as he did back in 2009 when this picture was taken. 

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- sometime 2006 or 2007 -- He'd like you to note the misery we put him through.

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mr. Mason -- Summer 2006

I love you more than . . .

. . . Mr. Mason loves watermelon.  (and he looooooves watermelon)

Mr. Mason at Grandfather Mountain June 2009

Mr. Mason at Grandfather Mountain June 2009

Mr. Mason and Miss Daisy

Mr. Mason and his good friend Daisy, after having got into a bit of mischief (or at least mud) outside, circa 2007. 

Daisy is an older woman (being of the 2005 vintage and not of the 2006 vintage like Mr. Mason) and therefore Mr. Mason always blames her for leading him into mud.  I didn't believe him though.  I know Mr. Mason can find and make messes all by himself.  Miss Daisy is a special lady, and (just like Mr. Mason) is huge supporter of Batten Disease research -- after all, she is the neice (well, isn't that what you'd call the dog of your sister?) of the fabulous famous Taylor.

Mr. Mason: the teen years

Bloggy friends, it was a big weekend and I've got lots to share.  Some happy and some sad.  I'm praying so hard for dear friends of ours and their twins--one who has gone to heaven yesterday and another who needs a miracle. 

No more time to write right now.  I'll leave you with a happy picture to lift spirits. 


Mr. Mason -- Late Summer 2006

Birthday Email for Mr. Mason

Math Man sent Mr. Mason a birthday email today.  (via me of course)  I just had to share because it certainly is part of the Mr. Mason festivities around these parts today.  Plus, I just think that Math Man is the sweetest ever. 

Dear Mason,

Happy Saint Patty’s Day and Happy 5th Birthday from your dog dad! I’m quite excited to celebrate with you this weekend. I promise that there will be some good walks. Hopefully we will see squirrels.

With age comes more responsibility. You are now the man of the house. Please make sure you take Callie on walks in the morning and in the evening. They are a good for her, and maybe it will give you an opportunity to see additional squirrels. Also, please make sure to guard the house. By this I mean please sit in the window frequently (on the back of the couch) to scare away malicious neighborhood guitar players, and of course any mean spirited squirrels. With all of this middle east uprising, please also be on the lookout for insurgent squirrels.

Please look forward to being dyed green this year for your birthday!

Love,
Dad


post-edit:  I cannot wait until Mr. Mason, the Math Man, and I all get to be in one place all the time.  No more of this just emailing on birthdays.  Also, Math Man kids about dying Mr. Mason green.  He suggests it all the time but I am 172% against it. 

 Photo from Math Man's email.  I have no idea where he found it.

How Mr. Mason spent his birthday in 2009




His cousin Wolfgang is just a speeding blur.  Mr. Mason in hot pursuit.



Warming up and drying off



His view off the back porch

Mr. Mason spent St. Patrick's Day 2009 (otherwise known as Mr. Mason's third birthday) on Folly Beach.  He had a fabulous time and does not quite understand why we aren't having a repeat performance for his fifth birthday.  Ah, being a real person with a real job.  Man, I miss spring break.

Five Years of Mr. Mason

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?

Mr. Mason: the baby years

Mason Summer 2006

Spring is coming.

Mr. Mason--Sunday, March 27, 2011

Look how happy that dog is for 80 degrees and a trip to the dog park. 

Mr. Mason wants to go to the beach

Mr. Mason January 2010

Mr. Mason wishes he was in Charleston right now.  But he's not.  He's here. 

Still a little bird told him that he might be getting to go to the beach for a weekend soon!