When at Lowe’s with Mason he jumped up on the tractor and declared that we should buy this for Grandpa. Such a thoughtful and generous boy…with my money.
Category Archives: Mason
All things Mason
The Butterfly Whisperers 2014
On Sunday it was time to release our small family of butterflies that we watch grow from caterpillars. As each one would either jump on the boys’ fingers or just fly straight out they would name them. One of them, with a gimpy wing, appeared to either not be able to fly or just have no interest at first and decided to hang around on Cutler for an extended period of time. When he did finally start to fly away he went a little too close to the pool causing a panic from Cutler as he screamed out that he didn’t want him to die. I honestly don’t know if he made it across the pool, but as far as Cutler is concerned he not only made it over the pool but landed happily on our roses. We did this last year as well and the boys (including me) get so much joy out of it.
Fighting His Way Out Of A Paper Bag
Yesterday Mason was nice enough to do some yard work with me while being very impressed with my ability to snap branches in half with two bare hands. As my friend Adam would say to his son when asked how he can do that…”I am quite possibly the strongest man in the world.” Had I used that line, I am quite sure Mason would have believed it, instead I handed him some of the thinner branches to give it a go on his own. When it came time to bag everything up I needed help opening the large paper bags and so I decided it would be best to just put him in the opening and let him open from the inside out. While he was doing it I offered up the question as to whether or not he was strong enough to fight his way out of the paper bag, but it was lost as he had never heard of the saying. However once I told him about it he wanted to give it a try, but I held him back for fear of not having enough bags. I will admit, had the Cardinals not pulled out the game last night and been swept by the Cubs this post would have had a whole other twist about the new look of the Cards fans, but alas Yadi had to step up and ruin my potential post. Karma is clearly tough on me as the Rangers are getting roughed up by the Rockies at this very moment.
Biker Boys
Today we took an enjoyable family bike ride. It’s the first time we have done this without towing Cutler in the buggy behind me. Of course Cutler had to stop multiple times, unexpectedly, to practice leaving skid marks. Mason had a fairly nasty wipeout, but got right back on the bike and road on like a champ.
He Gets It From His Mother
Mason was really quiet this afternoon before his game and so I went to check on him and found him reading. I hope he keeps it up.
Photo Bombed
The target…
Direct Hit…
He’s Got Sum Cajun In Him
This is how Mason chose to ride to practice this evening. It’s a shame I couldn’t catch his semi toothless grin to help show just how much Cajun he has in him.
The Exterminators
Some people use sprays to get rid of ants, others use granules, and some just let them live. Today we discovered Cutler and Mason’s differing approaches. Cutler chooses high frequency noise and Mason goes with brut strength. Pretty sure our neighbors aren’t big fans of Cutler’s approach.
Tommy John
It looks like I may have to start banning Mason from watching the MLB channel. It is all he watches and is apparently getting too fixated on the injuries. Two weeks ago he was complaining of a tight hamstring and yesterday when I picked him up from school one of the counselors told me that Mason had told him he will probably have to have Tommy John surgery since his arm was hurting. I remember when I was a kid I would try to imitate the different batting stances. With Mason it appears he would prefer to imitate the injuries. Before he puts himself on the DL for the remainder of the season I figured I would share some photos from this past Saturday’s game, courtesy of an awesome team mom, Christine Kless.
Relaxing View
After watching some incredibly tense and overly chippy playoff hockey I thought I would mellow out by watching some video of the boys playing. Considering the two of them are quite often going at it like hockey players on opposite teams, it is good to catch these rare moments while lounging by the window. I actually sat there watching for a good 20 minutes. Such a relaxing and heart warming view.
This late night give up is brought to you by NHL playoff hockey.
Team Fricke 