Fourteen
Happy, happy birthday to my sweet Asher! I greeted him this morning and asked him if he felt fourteen. His response, I kid you not, was "meow." Really. :)
Here's an "official" birthday photo:
And the now obligatory height comparisons:
And just a sampling of the outtakes when I asked the boy to smile for a photo:
Yup. That's what my Asher is like, folks. :)
Asher has three different karate things today (and Nathan's working) so we're not really celebrating today. We'll probably do a little something tomorrow. In the meantime, I just need to thank this beautiful second born son of mine...for teaching me (quickly) that every child is different...for challenging me to step outside my comfort zone and change my perspective on a somewhat regular basis...for still happily holding my hand and generously giving me hugs...for not being in any sort of hurry to grow up...for enriching my life with his quirky self. Love this boy!
Reader Comments (1)
I love this post. He sounds like a lot of fun, especially not being in a hurry to grow up. I take it he is your extravert? I think I could totally get along with this kid. I hope the book ideas work that I sent. Hopefully he hasn't read all of them. I also love to see that he is in karate. Karate changed me life. I appreciate how now I know how to defend myself. I'm so glad he can defend himself and is so good at it. You seem like a wonderful, truly devoted mom. Take care and make a great day!