Random Mason Stories

Here are a couple of quick stories about my awesome nephew Mason from last Christmas (I wrote all this stuff down and am just now getting to it):

• First, we'll start with a story about what happened when my sister finally finished decorating the Christmas tree and had hung the stockings by the fireplace and all that other Christmas-y stuff was in order.  So, the same night my sister stayed up late finishing hanging up all of the ornaments on the tree (and of course she had to stay up late to finish this b/c she doesn't exactly have that sort of time as long as Mason is conscious), Mason woke up around three in the morning and wandered downstairs in his usual attempt to raid the pantry for Oreos.  Unfortunately the pantry was locked, so he did the next logical thing a three year old would do, he methodically took down every single ornament off the tree.  Every single one.  For no reason.  In fact, he even pulled over a chair just so he could reach the ornaments higher up on the tree, just to make sure he got them all down.  Needless to say, my sister was pissed when she discovered that she would have to re-hang them all.
• The next thing he did happened a couple of days later at his aunt's house (my brother-in-law's sister).  You see, their Christmas tree was decorated with a lot of candy canes.  And as soon as everyone went outside to play and the parents were busy watching the kids or talking, Mason snuck (apparently this isn't a word according to Spell-check) back into the house and took all of the candy canes off the tree and was in the process of eating them all when he was finally caught by sister.  He almost pulled it off, too bad as soon as he goes missing, everyone knows he is up to no good.

Stay tuned next week for a couple more Mason Christmas stories.

"His shirt says 'Dear Santa, Define Good'."