It's hard to believe that our little one is a year old. In many ways it feels like we just left the hospital a few days ago, but our sweet boy has been with us for a full year now.
His first birthday was spent in southern and northern Utah so family on both sides could join us in celebrating his first year. Unfortunately it also included about a four hour car ride - he didn't like that part very much. He did a fine job smashing his cake, and he has a real knack for shoving frosting into his mouth by the handful. (We do have some photos of his assault on baked goods which we will probably post sometime around Halloween given how infrequently we update this blog).
Asher is a happy little boy who loves to give us hugs and always greets me with a smile when I come home from work. He loves to read, play in the bathtub, make a mess of his room and his meals, and takes special pleasure in helping unload any basket full of laundry he can get his hands on. He also loves to be around his cousins and friends, our friends love him as well - can you blame them? He has a cute laugh, the Parrish family gap between the front teeth, and another trait that Jill assures me is pure Pugmire.
For me it has been wonderful to take him to football games (see the photo above), watch him grow and progress, read stories to him, listen to him sing himself to sleep, watch him grow into his mischievous personality (he's going to give us headaches and belly-laughs aplenty), and to see how happy he is when he is with his mother. He's a great kid and I'm grateful to have the chance to be his dad. I don't always get a lot of time with him, but I treasure every moment we do share.
Happy Birthday, Stink-O-Potamus! I love you!
A willing accomplice.
Needed a little help from the cousins. Thanks, guys. :)
Needed a little help from the cousins. Thanks, guys. :)
