Mason

Mason had been telling me for weeks about the day he was going to celebrate his half birthday at school (since his birthday is during summer break). He was debating about treat options, and I kept reminding him to ask his teacher when I should come. Then the night before I was supposed to bring his treats to school he came up the stairs, straight to the fridge, and stuck this on the front:

Oh what would I do without Mason to keep me organized?

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