Starr Gazing

Yet another important life skill taught by Dad.

After a day of hiking, you still had energy to notice the moon.
Dad took you to the back yard and the two of you enjoyed a special moment together looking at the stars and spotting airplanes.

Thanks for reminding us to notice the little things that make life magical.

Lucky Boy

On St. Patrick's Day, Mason got lucky and got to spend the morning with little Maya.
We played with toys for a while but I realized we might have a more enjoyable time together if we put the toys (and Mason's stress about sharing) away.

We put on our jackets and headed outside, grateful that we had some lawn to play on instead of all snow.

We made the traditional pine-cone-PB-bird-feeders.



Mason thought the bird feed was granola. No No Mason. Don't eat the bird's food.

Guess who likes peanut butter? :)

After we were done Mason headed for the snow. Because of our neighbor's huge trees we have a lot of shade and half our lawn seems to never melt. He likes to throw snowballs but that morning Mason decided to be a gentleman and not attack Maya.

As much as I'm sick of the snow and the never ending "2 more inches" storms, Mason is so entertained by snow that I'll probably miss it when it's all gone.



I love sitting back and watching children play. I wonder how they know to be nice. I wonder what game they are playing.

I wonder what they are imagining...

Brilliant!

Whoever thought of putting this chair in the fabric store is brilliant.
Since I take seemingly hours to pick out what I'm getting, they could at least watch my kid.
A chair, a book, and a duck will do nicely.

I said, "Mace, smile for me"
His expression said, "Mommmmmmmm" in sarcastic teenage voice.

Things were feeling not so brilliant when I tried to get him out of the chair to go home. I think we are banned from that store.
Add it to the list.

Birds for breakfast and too much help

Whenever Mason gets too quiet I know he's up to something.
Today his mischief was birds for breakfast.



Here's my little helper painting the birds the day before. I love his apron.

He is a very good helper. He's especially good at putting away.
Here he is with dad at Home Depot, our home away from home.


Can too much help be a bad thing? Funny you should ask...

(Missing: two keys from my laptop)

The wedding according to Mace Face

Here's Mason and all his Starr cousins except Bridger.
(Mason, Jackson, Carson, Jordan, and Joss)


Mason spent most of the time at the temple grabbing handfuls of snow, throwing them at his cousins, and laughing devilishly.

Does it look to you like Joss is fleeing from Mason? Well she was.

All tuckered out!

More pictures of Mason HERE

Feeding the calves

We went to Richfield for Janett's wedding and reception. There was a lot to do. Even when there is a lot to do the cows still need to eat.
Here's Mason with his mom, dad, and Papa Starr.

A Horse of Course

Thanks Uncle Andy for taking us to see the horses. Mason was making such...unusual...horse noises when we pulled up and saw them out the window. He was very excited! Mason wasn't scared and tried walking right to them.

I spy FOUR horses, do you?

Tub Creature

Is that a...????

My brother stopped by today at about the same moment I was about to lose my sanity. I had a million things to do and needed to be on the road to Richfield in less than two hours. Nate offered to take Mason so I could focus. My normal hesitancy about parting with Mason was forgotten and I practically pushed them out the door.

Not long after that, he sent me this photo.
Yes, that is a snake wrapped around Mason's arm.
No, he doesn't seem to mind.