Luckily, Asher is usually a delightful child.
I can’t believe you’re 2 years old already, Asher. I keep telling you to stop growing, that I signed up for a baby but you’ve too quickly become a toddler. I thank our Heavenly Father for you every single day. It isn’t just those big blue eyes, and gorgeous curly blonde hair, or your wide smile. I love, love, love the way you still babble Asherese with all the intonations to imply you’re telling us something specific only you can understand. I love the way you run around with Brennan and laugh at all his antics. I love the way you carry your “blankie” around and won’t go to or out of bed without it. I love the way you sing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” to yourself when you play with toys. You are so stinkin’ cute, inside and out.
You’re definitely two though. You have VERY strong opinions about some things. You want THAT milk, not THIS one. You will only the cereal you’ve decided on that day. You insist you must play in the car before and after going somewhere. You don’t love shopping or car trips longer than about 1/2 an hour. One of your first words was “I-want-that” (“Ah Wah Wah” yelled with assertion) and the other day you gave your first sentence: “I want that, BRENNAN!!!”
Still, when someone is sad, you approach them and ask, “ah-ou-ah K?” (“Are you ok?”) When I tell you to say Sorry to Brennan you give him a hug and kiss. And when you say “I love you” and/or give me a snuggle, my heart just melts. I love you Asher-Baby. Happy Birthday!