On another note, we took Mason to get a haircut this week and I was worried. Haircuts have not gone well in the past- apparently to Mason, haircuts are a form of torture. There are screams and tears and although he doesn't move and we get the hair cut, it isn't a pretty process. Well, we went to Great Clips and Yvonne has the magic touch! Mason sat in Steve's lap, no tears, no screams, there was even a giggle and the result, a great haircut and a happy boy (and mom and dad too)! I can't believe how different he looks with his new hair cut. We love it and will be visiting Yvonne again and again and again.
The week itself though was a bit rough. Mason got sick Monday night and he is not a good patient. Poor guy was running a fever, lethargic and wouldn't eat. By Thursday he was better but we stayed home from school- just to make sure. By Friday- the wild man was back! Happy to have him.
This is the Mason I know and love!
This is my favorite. I love seeing their relationship grow. And I love them holding hands. Mason is just as excited for Reagan to walk as we are. And he is willing to help her. Love.
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