Four years ago our little Asher was born.
Here we are at Saranac missing his sweet little birthday.
I know that we will celebrate when we get home, but I am not going to lie...I definitely welled up several times today knowing that I wouldn't get to kiss or hug him today.
AND...the hits keep on coming.
My mom called this morning to let me know that she had to take him to ER last night to get stitches in his forehead after Asher fell off the playground.
So that was awesome for her. And me. And Asher.
Happy Birthday to you!
I love him like crazy. Since my last post about him making me insane, we really had a large turnaround in his behavior and I could not have been happier with him. He really turned into such a big boy over the past month and I love him so much.
I can't wait to see both kids on Sunday when we get back home. It has been quite a few days since we have seen them.
Four years. Four years ago, I had no idea how my heart would burst over hearing my son talk to his dad on the phone. I can't wait to see what the next few years brings.
3 comments:
I can't either! Hugs to you two as you give of yourselves this week. Asher has some pretty awesome parents:) Don't worry, "late" birthdays are just as fun to celebrate.
leigh
i love that little guy. i'm sorry you couldn't be with him while he got those stitches & when he turned the big 4. I know you'll hug him extra hard when you see his cutie cutie face!
I really feel sorry for anyone who doesn't know this little guy! By the way, we always have to listen to "One Day More" on every trip in the car! He and Lucy sing it out at the top of their lungs.
Pray for us on the SIX hour drive to Asheville!
The RiRi
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