How in the world are you THREE already!? This last year with you has been a really special one. You rather quickly turned into so much more of a little dude instead of little baby. Your demeanor became much less clingy and needy than even before and your difficult first year became even more of a faint memory and I often thought “was this really that same baby?!”
You really came out of your shy shell more and more. Instead of always burying your face into mom and dad’s body for safety, you became more and more lively at outings and are much less timid of strangers (or people other than “your people”). It has been so incredible to just sit back and watch you as you talk and joke and laugh. I’m not sure exactly when it happened this past year but you have become quite the comedian, son! Daddy always jokes that I’m the comedian of the family but watch out! There’s a new contender! ;) You, little buddy, are hilarious. You are always making us laugh with your silliness and comedic timing.
You still are a major cuddle bug, and I doubt that’s ever going away (your daddy is almost 30 and it hasn’t gone away in him yet!). You just want to be held for 15-20 minutes after you wake up in the morning or after naps. This past year after Ellery joined our family, was a little more difficult for you in that department because you still wanted me all to yourself and got irritated at me when I was holding Elle instead of you. “Put her down!” you would tell me. You are, hands down, the best little cuddler in the world. You rest your head and so gently rub your soft little hand up and down and up and down on my arm. You give tight squeezes and you give the BEST kisses I have ever had. (Even daddy agrees!) We always joke that you could live on cuddles alone, but I partly think it’s true! You would still sleep in bed with us every night if we let you, so this year was a little more of a rough transition for you as you had to make room for your new sister and start sleeping full time in your own bed. You have done really well though and by now, 3 years old, you most often sleep the whole night through. You are a stealthy little ninja though because the nights that you do end up in bed with us, daddy and I both wake up in the morning wondering, “how in the world did he get in here?”
You mostly potty-trained yourself right around 2.5 years old, exactly like Zeek did. Only, Zeek decided he was tall enough to stand at the potty right around the same time that you were potty training and all the sudden you no longer wanted to sit – you wanted to stand! And why wouldn’t you!? So, while my bathroom and toilet have been messier than usual these past 6 months, I AM thankful that you were so determined to get it done and figured out on your own and I’m thankful to be saving on diapers. So ya know, thanks for that. Even if that means I have to scrub down the potty a few times a week now. ;)
You love big, Ash. I always wonder about your future wife and think, boy, that girl better be getting prepared for your lovin’ ways! She’s going to be getting a real winner, that’s for sure. You, even as a 2 year old (and heck, even as a 1 year old), have always looked out for your loved ones needs before your own. Getting snacks? You’ll serve Zeek his snack first. Someone doesn’t have food? You’ll give them most of yours. Someone ate his cookie already and wants another, but mom is saying no? (Ahem, Zeek!) You break yours in half and share your half anyway. Someone isn’t feeling well? You get them a blanket and tell them to lay down on the couch, get a cup of water for them and even put a funny straw in it for a little cheer. Someone didn’t put away something where it belongs? You hop to it as soon as you notice and move it to the correct location. You have the most wonderful servant heart and I am so over-joyed to see it in you!
You are the most independent little bugger, ever. There was a time this summer that all 5 of us were outside working in the yard when daddy and I realized you were no longer with us. I went inside the house to find you right as you were working on slicing a piece of strawberry shortcake for yourself. You weren’t doing it to be naughty and sneak sweets, you just thought to yourself, “shoot! I’m hungry! I’m gonna go get me a piece of cake!” You had gotten the strawberry topping and the whip cream out of the fridge, the cake unwrapped on the counter, and were using a butter knife to slice the cake. You knew exactly what you needed to do and how to get it done. So many times this past year we caught you doing something that wasn’t necessarily naughty – but more was funny because you are just so darned independent that you can do it all yourself. Parents? Who needs em?!
Your Auntie Shannon has nicknamed you “Schnickelfritz” (meaning a little rascal). You are my most mischievous of children, that’s for sure. But most often, your mischief is because of your stubborn/determined will, not because of a destructive nature. You have a mind of your own and are going to do what you want to do because you’re so determined! And I can’t get too mad about that because I’m fairly sure you got it from me!
Child. We love you more than we can ever, ever explain to you. I love hearing your voice (though, often is about 10 notches too high in the volume department). I love your sweet way with words. Your adorable sounding voice. Your little laugh that you do when you are so pleased with yourself. I’ll never grow tired of hearing, “Mama? Will you cuddle me?” Thank you for your humor Asher. Thank you for your outpouring of love to our family and your caring nature. Thank you for your helpful servant heart in helping mom keep house. You are a treasure buddy and we’re so thankful to have you.
Happy Birthday, Asher Milo. We love you.
We celebrated Asher’s birthday all out! We actually celebrated his birthday on Jan 1st (instead of his actual bday, the 2nd, because Daddy had to work on the 2nd). Grandma and Grandpa even stayed the night on New Years Eve so that they could wake up and spend the day with us! Big french toast and sausage breakfast, then we played at the Riverfront Park, rode the Carousel and a took trip across the walking bridge because it was so beautiful (though cold!) that day!
The sign in the Riverfront Park that I saw right after our 20 week ultrasound with him and confirmed the name that I already was in love with (but wasn’t so sure it went super well with Anderson).
We had lunch at Venti’s downtown and then home for naps and then cake!
3rd Generation of eating cake in a bowl with milk poured over it. That’s my boy!
Then we BUNDLED up as if we were headed to play in the snow (because it was like 28 degrees out) and headed up to Portland to visit the Zoolights before they took them down for the year.
Look how bundled they all are! HAHA!!
Also, I have to point out that when we were packing clothes to go, Skyler kept making fun of me. “You’re going a little overboard. Snow pants? Really? Hand warmers? REALLY?” Look at that man now! He kept whimpering about how cold he was, and he walked around with his face wrapped in this blanket the entire night. ;) It was frickin cold that night (and did indeed snow that night! A rarity in the Willamette Valley.).
Poor Elle! Don’t worry we had her wrapped and wrapped in blankets too – but I had to take this picture of her before we took her out because she was SO bundled that she was almost straight as a board and could hardly sit in her stroller!
The next day, for his actual birthday, we did our usual: Chuck E Cheese. We invited some friends to join us and we spent the morning playing games and had pizza for lunch.
And, our tradition of taking a Chuck E Cheese photo every year on their birthday continues: