9 times out of 10 that's what he insists we call him. Of all the Disney characters to pick...oh well. :)
This particular day he came home from school & seemed really down. He asked to go play in our dirt-patch of a backyard. I went out there after tidying up a few things around the house & asked him what was wrong.
Me: Asher, are you sad?
Asher: Yeah.
Me: Why?
Asher: I'm crying.
Me: Oh no! I can see that! Why?
(He was quiet for a minute, staring at the rocks...)
Asher: I got hurt, right here (pointing to his leg). Kiss it?
Me: Of course!
We cuddled for a minute, and that was it! He was instantly back! Happily playing in his world of space ships & rocket engines. He even insisted on posing for the camera. "A picture for you?" Gotta love our guy. :)










1 comment:
My Bambi!!!! I love this guy! Always have and always will!
xxxooo Grandma B.
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