Be forewarned. This is the first of several similarly themed posts. Between June and July, we celebrate four birthdays around here.
But they’re all important. The older I get, the more I see time rushing past. I can’t stop it. But I can do all I can to squeeze every bit of joy out of each and every moment.
And, for sure, his much-doted-on baby sister.
Or maybe not.
I’m not asking. Because either way, I think you’re an incredibly cool kid, Asher. Big and strong on the outside and sweet and silly on the inside. And I’m so excited to see the plans the Lord has for the next 16 years.
Lots and lots of love,
Your Mama (who feels like she should be celebrated on your birthday too because you weighed over 9 pounds and she was unmedicated)