Pumpkin Patch

on the way home Mason pointed out the "choo-choo"

red shoes

Mason 14 months

Mason has a little shoe obsession. If he sees shoes lying around they must be on some one's feet and he will bring them to you and say "shoes" repeatedly until you put them on.

So it was very fitting that my mom and dad brought him back red hot shoes from the shoe capital of the world, Rome. He looks so sharp running around in those red hots.

This is new signature "cheese". We had to scratch the monthly jean quilt shots since there is no way he will sit still long enough to take a picture...

grazie Nona & Maso.

more

"weeeeee"

He might be a thrill seeker.

Mason is finally at the age we can enjoy more at the park than just the swings. He loves the slide.

We haven't done a ton of sign language but I love this picture because he is signing "more".

going to school

Ok so its daycare, not school, just don't tell Mason.
Mornings at our house are a little hectic to say the least. I remember when I was pregnant Tom and I would laugh that we have a hard enough time trying to get ourselves, alone, to work on time. How were we going to do it with a little one?
Thank goodness Mason is resilient and rolls with the punches and our chaos as we run around trying to get breakfast, lunch, dressed all while juggling a happy toddler. Its really quite funny (exhausting) as I picture it in my mind. But as soon as Tom says "Mason its time to go to school" and he opens the door there too goes Mason.

my happy boy so proud
down the side walk to daddy's car

and scooped up into reassuring arms knowing this is going to be a great day! Even if we are 20 minutes late :)

wagon rides

Tom and I got this radio flyer wagon from our neighbors garage sale when I was still pregnant. Mason loves it! I'm pretty sure he prefers wagon rides to stroller rides, he's into antiques. I would have paid our neighbor girl Ellie to do this ALL day, hey that's not a bad idea...

the tongue always hanging out of his mouth- a falzone thing.

the two HUGE front teeth- a bosma thing

the door

Opening and closing the front door (well any door to be exact) is Mason's new favorite activity.

Yesterday he would open the door say "HI" and then close and repeat.

So far he has yet to open and run out the door and down the street but in due time I'm sure. In the meantime Tom and I are arguing over a devise to place on the door to "childproof". He says a deadbolt and I say a little bell that rings... any opinions? suggestions?

to the zoo

I hate zoos. I made an exception for my baby, and on my stay-at-home mommy day we trekked to the beautiful Merced Zoo (don't laugh, we have a cougar and two bears, it consists of all rescue animals which makes me feel better)
and all Mason saw was the inside of his eyelids!
don't worry I woke him up to feed the goats he was not thrilled.

M's first haircut

bye-bye are the days of the baby mullet.

Mason got his first haircut by Tom's lady barber Mary.

she was so fast!

I was thankful I didn't try such an endeavor.

Mason didn't even realize what hit him. No tears.

I didn't even get a before or an after (what a bad mom) but I did get the little curl, why you ask? I have no idea. My mom kept mine all these years, I just figured I was supposed to torture Mason as well. Ahh traditions...

that shirt!

I just noticed that Mason is wearing the same green shirt in my last four posts. Tom is in charge of dressing Mason in the morning and knowing him he picks the one on top, which just so happens to be that green rocket shirt.

can anybody hear me?

let's just say I've given up trying to keep that glass clean!

little monkey

mmm good

I've been watching you guys, I know how to eat this stuff...
like a pro, he loves pizza!