laugh or cry

Elder Neal A Maxwell once said, "We are here in mortality, and the only way to go is through; there isn't any around!" I would add ( Sister Hinckley), the only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

asher's birthday

like i said i don't have a camera right now... i lost the battery charger and so was not able to chronicle asher's third birthday like i would have liked too... instead i will post some pictures of asher throughout his three years and talk about how wonderful and amazing he is :)


he was a very good baby... and slept most of the time in my arms or joshua's arms... we had a hard time putting him down... he didn't cry too too much (he did cry i do remember waking up WAY to early wondering how to get him back to sleep... we soon learned the art of burping a baby)

when he wouldn't take naps i would take him on a walk in the stroller... and sometimes he would fall asleep there... he still loves going on a walk in our stroller

he was and is a very adorable baby/boy

on really bad hair days i would wear this hat too!... which should have been an automatic qualification onto what not to wear!


once again proof that babies are beautiful and adorable no matter how funny their hair looks... how many rolls they have... seriously... nothing makes a baby uncute :)
















                                               learning how to make a smooth move

                                             hmmm... yummy shirt
                                              
                                                   this tie is better though... have a taste
                                               strings! wow! wish i had discovered them sooner!
                                           it is true, i am adorable... completely cute!

i remember this night still, he would NOT go to sleep... he just sat there laughing and squealing and rocking back and forth... at first i was frustrated when i tried to get him to sleep... but then when i left him alone he was just too cute... so i went and got the camera... i should have had the video recorder... it was a silly sweet moment


                                             yes... he is still mischievous and likes to tease!

learning how to share... this was the first time he met his cousin sari... i think they are only a few months apart


dirt is still a favorite... the other day we were going to the park and he said, "is there dirt at the park mom?"... he wanted to make sure he was going somewhere with dirt... he must have gotten it from me... i loved playing in the dirt and the mud when i was little... my mom would dress me for church and tell me (and my brother, david) to sit still while she got ready... before she knew it we were outside getting muddy and dirty...(my dad had to leave earlier to help with church stuff ) i may not have understood then what my mother was going through... but i DO now! :)


he also loved flags... but had a hard time saying the word right... and would end up swearing a really, really, really naughty word! it was too too funny... once he said it in the Deseret Book Store (a Mormon/LDS store) repeatedly... we left quickly while stifling our laughter
                                                      he also, loved/s flowers and...
balls... he used to be able to dunk and swish on his toy hoop... but he has lost interest recently i am not sure why... we were pretty sure he would be the next... jordan, lebron, williams, etc etc but if he doesn't love it we aren't going to push the issue :)


he also loved/s daydreaming and...


escaping

running to escape

and finding the best way away and out


                                                               sure, give the innocent look :)
                                            just remember not to text/talk and drive! :)
                                             mom... put the camera down... he still doesn't like the camera
                                                                 look look a plane!...
                                          

                                                        i believe he is pointing to a ball... it was one of his first words... along with mom, dad, bob (i am not sure who bob was ), other first words were touchdown! money! booozer!(whe he was about a year or so old)...etc etc... from these words you can tell that his father and uncle love basketball and football!
                                this is the first time he met his second cousin talmadge...
                                                     i believe they got along really well
picking berries... non edible

he loved helping me with whatever i was doing...raking, vacuuming, sweeping dishes... not so much anymore

escaping again

stop taking pictures!



                                          fun in the snow
well... mostly fun... we kept loosing the gloves and using socks 


he was actually having fun this day... we went outside almost every day for the first year and half of his life... and then... i got morning sickness with my pregnancy... we also didn't watch ANY tv (asher didn't) until i get pregnant again... and now we are addicted... sad,sad, sad


this was right before or right after isaac was born... i guess i didn't take a lot of pictures during my pregnancy... i know they should be somewhere put i am not sure where...


just cute


and now he LOVES cars and fixing things, not balls so much


but he still loves dirt





when we go to the park he likes to make little clouds of dust fly... not so fun for those sharing the park with him... i haven't decided what the best policy should be... dust or no dust... only so many battles a mother can choose to fight in one day


besides getting older himself, i do believe the birth of his brother to be one of the most momentous occasions of his little life so far... he did remarkably well... he did hide under his crib a few times because he said he felt better under there... it almost broke my heart to know how sad he was feeling... but they love each other and do a good job of playing together... nothing serious... just normal stuff... like having a hard time sharing... and isaac cries sometimes when asher gives him hugs and kisses (another hard one... what do we do to repair that???)


sari and asher sharing with their grandpa (papa, my dad)



                                         and now he is all grown up! ... our little cowboy














                                              i don't know when it was that he went from this to 


to this


to this free moving, unstoppable boy




1 comment:

  1. Very sweet. He is an adorable and sweet boy! I hope you're making this blog into a book someday. What a great way to celebrate his third birthday.

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