Yes, we just celebrated Mason's birthday on Friday. 30 years old! Can you believe it? I can't. I had imagined throwing a big surprise birthday party for him, complete with over the hill signs (even though that's not until later) but as the day got closer, I realized that that probably wasn't the best idea with a new born. So Grandma came up to babysit little Boone and we celebrated with the two of us by going to a matinee movie and dinner. It was a MUCH needed date that we enjoyed very much. I thought that that didn't seem like a very glamourous 30th birthday, but luckily Mason doesn't care about birthdays as much as I do.
Here's Mason's giant birthday cookie complete with 30 candles. It's so nice because Mason gets the whole next week off because it's fall break in his district. So that is a wonderful gift too - for me AND for him!
I love this picture above because this is the face of a daddy whose hand has just been exploded upon. Those of you who have babies know exactly what I'm talking about. I love that I caught it on camera. Priceless.
He's just so loved.