Asher boy you are on the verge of being two. You gives the best hugs and kisses, and have a contagious laugh. Your words have exploded in the last two weeks, though others will rarely hear them because you still loves that binky a.k.a nah-nah. A lot. Seriously, I wish we could have avoided a nickname for that puppy, but alas, that’s what you named it. You have some funny mispronunciations like book is gook. You love to say NO like every good almost two\two-year-old. You don’t waste time saying just no either. It’s NnnnooooooooooO! We hear ya, Ash. You love both your brothers but Tate is on a pedestal right now. You say he’s name more than anyone’s, and call yourself Tate in pictures. You are still a stunt man. And you still bat those long lashes
YOU DON’T MISS A THANG- Yesterday I was putting on my running shoes and you ran to the drawer to bring my Ipod. And after seeing my task off Tate’s training –wheels you found a screwdriver, flipped over his ride on toy and tried to get me to remove something like what we did to Tate’s.
You love the movie Rio and you want to dance to it every morning. Before I have my coffee no less. And at night you sing Eeeo Eeeo eeeeo nah nah nah(kind of like the Rio theme song)
I love you Asher Kai. Even if you don’t like your naps anymore, and you get up in the night and turn on all the lights.
XO
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