Birthday Parties...

A rundown of the birthday festivities:

On Ash's birthday we woke up and I took him to McDonalds for pancakes and sausage (obviously a favorite... see previous post). Grandma Noralyn met us there and brought him an elmo balloon that sings happy birthday everytime it's bumped. He loved all the attention.

For dinner we went to the Mayan... it's a local restaurant that's made to look like a jungle. It has a pool and a big rock wall that divers jump from. Ash thought it was awesome. He ate a lot of refried beans... mostly with his hands:


After we took him to Toys R Us and let him pick out a present. He's been talking about a scooter for days, but we couldn't find one that he could actually do. He spent 20 minutes laying on this couch (but a fire truck version), so it was the lucky winner. Although I think it confirms the fact that we are partly {tpt}.


At home we had cake and sang happy birthday (I'm not embarrassed... it's a known fact I suck at singing):



He doesn't love frosting... so I also made some plain cupcakes.

The next day was his party. We were supposed to have it at the zoo (again... his dad let him pick), but about an hour before the party it started raining like CRAZY! So the zoo was a bust. We ended up having everyone to our house. Before they came Tom fixed a chair that was wobbly... Handy Manny helped (shirtless of course):


The party was fun. Ash got a fishing pole from Grandpa Rick and Grandma Mary. A few eyes were almost lost... but a fisherman was born. He also got a red wagon from Grandma Noralyn, which was also enjoyed by grandpa:


We had "so cupcakes" and used them for more candles and birthday fun (picture stolen from elissa):


Thanks to everyone who braved the storm and came! We love you all. Aunt "Kissta" even came looking all cute and prego. Baby Addi is baking up nice and has about 5 weeks to go. Can't wait.

The birthday stuff was so much funner now that he gets it. I hope Ash enjoyed it all and we can't wait for next year!

Asher conversations...

Ash likes to pretend to drive the car. He stands on the seat and pretends to steer it, pushes all the buttons, flips the radio, and overall just causes havoc.

This happened with his dad while he was doing that:

Tom: Where you goin?
Ash: Store.
Tom: What are you getting?
Ash: Um... Cookies... and Sausage.

Great combo little buddy!

YOUR FACE!

Asher is now in the 2 year old class at daycare.

Probably a good thing. I think he had outgrown the one year olds.

As I dropped him off the other day his teacher says:

"I have to tell you what happened the other day. It was so funny I was trying not to laugh, but I just couldn't help myself. The kids were playing catch. Ash is such a good thrower he occasionally hits the other kids in the face. Which is fine... except he would then yell 'YOUR FACE!' and laugh."

Fun stuff.

2 (count 'em two) Years Old...

Dear Asher,

Holy crap. Where has the time gone? I remember just yesterday video taping you rolling around in my belly (ignore the tv noise):



And then you were one:


And today you turn two.

You are the most amazing two year old ever. Daily you remind us how smart and funny you are. We explain things to you in the most adult manner and you understand it all. And then repeat the conversation later. You soak it all in.

You definitely have your daddy's humor. You try to make us laugh. We can see you processing it in your mind, and then 'bing' you blurt out whatever you were thinking. And it's always funny. {see this example and this example.} You are always in motion, always being crazy, and always having fun:


Here's what's been happening lately:

Height: 34" (75th percentile)
Weight: 30 pounds (75th percentile)
Head: 19"? (I didn't write this down, but it was the 90th percentile... I'm sure most of that is hair)

At this point in your life you go to daycare. You love your teachers (Brooke and Eva) and you have a friend named Lucas. I give you treats (usually caramel rice cakes) and you run into class everyday to share with him. After work when I pick you up we talk about what you did that day. Pretty much every day you say "play" and "catch with Lucas".

Your favorite foods:
1. Chicken Nuggets (and fries)
2. Spagetti
3. Waffles
4. Yogart
5. Hot Dogs

Your favorite treats:
1. Red Vines Licorice
2. Chocolate Chips
3. Caramel Rice Cakes
4. Cinnamon Bears
5. Milky Ways


You don't love candy (like your dad, and unlike your mom) and those are the few candies that you eat.

You can actually say favorite and you use this term often for mcdonalds fruit and yogart parfaits (I eat the fruit, you eat the yogart), Uncle Rory, and Lucas.

You LOVE your aunt Rachie and ALWAYS want to go play with her. You really love all your grandparents and get so excited to visit them.

Your favorite toys:
1. All Books (but especially Where the Wild Things Are)
2. iPods and Phones
3. Balls
4. Trucks and Cars (especially Mater)
5. Anything that you can take apart and put back together.


Your favorite clothes: Basketball shorts like daddy's (you get mad when we take them off in the morning)

You love all animals and whenever you see one you say "Hi!" over and over really happily. You always hug and kiss them (which is sometimes gross - buy your a boy so whatever).


You are growing so fast. We hate and love it. We want you to stay our small boy who loves us so much, but it is exciting to see how quickly you learn and progress.

You are special. We've known it all along. Most people recognize it in you right away. We hope you will always know how much we love you and that you will always love us.

Enjoy your birthday!

love,
mom & dad.

The littlest rockstar...

Ash loves music. And he loves the same kind of music his dad does. He does this all the time, but I finally caught it the other day as they were enjoying some Green Day.

It even showcases how he "plays the drums".



He is hilarious.

The aquarium...

We took Ash to the aquarium a few weeks ago (I'm behind on posting still). He thought it was a lot of fun and loved to see the turtles. He does "homework" (like his daddy), which involves flash cards. One is a turtle and he says it so cute. "tutle"

He also liked the sharks. Of course. It's a davies thing I think.

They had a pool with sting rays that you could touch. I tried to get him to touch one, but he was like "no way jose." One came up on the side right in front of us and I grabbed his hand and pulled it down close to it. Yikes, did I get in trouble for that! I could feel his little heart racing.

Overall... pretty fun.



His favorite part was the little coral area that he could run in and out of. Whoever designed it did a horrible job and he kept hitting his head on the jagged rocks sticking down from the ceiling. You would think they would make it tall enough a 1 year old could walk through. Nope.

Doctor visit...

It was time for Ash's two year doctor visit on Friday (I took him a week early so he didn't have to do it on his b-day).

On the way there I was prepping him for the visit. Telling him how nice Dr. Shakula (kula for ash) is and how much I like him. As we got close to the office Ash started saying "scared" "daddy" "scared" (meaning I'm scared get daddy). I told him not to be scared and that he could talk to Dr. Shakula for a while and see how nice he was.

That's when he says "mom, on the phone".

Smart kid.

Wouldn't you love...

to win this:



I would... that's why I posted this... click on it to see how you can too.

Don't get me wrong... I love my molly bike, but then I would have 2 (count em two) bikes. One with a trailer... one with a bucket. Can't you just see Ash's cute little face peering out?

Asher dictionary

Believe it.
(Sometimes used as "No believe it".)

meaning "can you believe it?"

As used in conversations:
(while we are driving)
Asher: OOOHHH sprinklers!
Me: Yes they have their sprinklers on too.
Asher: Believe it.