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well i officially have a 3 year old and he is officially a pirate. his papa has taught him pirate language so I am called an "old landlubber" or told to walk the plank at least once a day. so i decided we would do a pirate themed bday. poor mason quite possibly has the worst birthday date on earth... Dec 26th. Its the last day of the entire year that anyone feels like buying gifts or doing anything remotely close to partying. To make things worse, i was making calls the morning of his birthday to warn everyone that Mason was running a fever. Last year we made the same call about a stomach virus- what is it with sick bdays? anyway, the party was fun, he got way more than he needed and he got to dress like a pirate. is it bad that i am so glad the holidays are over?? Packing, moving, unpacking, Christmas, Mason's Bday, New Years, my birthday all smooshed into 4 weeks-- not as fun as it sounds. Now if i could just get Kendall feeling better and figure out where my pajama pants are hidden I'll be great.