Don't mess with 7.

1. Mason turned  7 on June 21. And. I. Am. So. BAD! I didn't even wish my favorite son a special Happy Birthday on our blog, that day. I did celebrate his seventh birthday with my inlaws at his dinner choice, pizza. Ice cream cake and presents were involved. Along with games at the pizza joint. Mason got some cash, we took him straight to the toy section where he spent that cash. And loved every second of it (we don't do that very often).

2. Next up. Mason's friend party. My worst cake to date remains the very sad attempt at a princess cake. This bike idea isn't far behind that cake. Given the fact that after riding their bikes around the Birnie Park trails and devouring hot dogs and chips, seven boys polished off every last bite of cake and cupcake. It must have tasted GOOD! I delivered with this party.

3. On June 21, Mason was in Toledo where he celebrated on his actual birthday with JJ, Grandpa Dan, Michelle and Daddy and of course his girls, MaK and Morgann. He was given the freedom of the farm for a week and rode his bike miles and miles, up an down. I think overall, Mason had an exceptionally successful birthdaymonth.

*I can't wait to share pictures from Mason's camera! Life from this kids view.