"Toot"

Happy Birthday Mason!! So when you ask him how old he is, he puts up two fingers and says, "Toot". It cracks us up. This was his first experience with cake and presents and he loved it. His favorite activity right now is playing with hot wheels, thus the theme. He loves to line them up and usually takes one to bed with him. We kept things small with just a few friends and family. We swam, ate pizza, and opened presents. He received all things boy, wood blocks, mega blocks, race track, and a basketball hoop or ba-ket ball as our friend Jake says.


I have enjoyed making the kids' cakes over the most recent birthdays but now I'm wanting to take some lessons on how to frost and such.


It took a few tries but he managed to blow the candles out, complete with a very long string of spit deposited on it for everyone's enjoyment. A collective "eewww" was heard by all.

Evidence he enjoyed every bite.

However, the most fun probably came during the opening of presents. The tissue paper beat out the toys by a landslide, at least initially.

NBA bound?

One well loved, handsome dude with Gigi, Pap-pa, Uncle Tim and Aunt Jennifer.

I can't believe he is two already. My kids' birthdays are always reasons for celebration and they sometimes turn into birthday weekends. But there is always this quiet moment of sadness for me first thing in the morning as I think about their birth moms. How grateful I am to them for their ultimate sacrifice that has brought us such joy and how I grieve for them and their loss. How I know they are missing out and how lucky Matt and I are as a result. If only she could see this and know how happy and loved he is. So, thank you sweet woman for allowing us the privilege of raising Mason Israel. He is well loved indeed.

Happy Birthday Handsome Boy!! We love you.