the paquettes

Asher likes to introduce himself these days like this, “Hi!  It’s me!  Asher man!”  Adorable.

We celebrated Christmas with James’ family on Monday in Fort Worth and I got a lot of cute pictures of Asher.  He didn’t know what to do when it was time to open the presents.  He just stared at the gift when we put it in his lap.  It occurred to me that he didn’t remember last Christmas, (and the custom of opening gifts under the tree), but he does remember his Elmo birthday, so I started singing “Happy Birthday” to him and said, “Now open your presents!”  Then he smiled real big and got the hang of opening gifts real quick!  😉  I know I confused the kid, and when we are singing Happy Birthday to Jesus on Saturday and eating cake, he will probably think it is for him!

my favorite picture of him

He loved throwing the wrapping paper around!

watching daddy play Angry Birds on his phone

Papaw Bear throwing Asher around like a “sack of taters”

Big Father/Son moment:  first Nerf gun shot. (This wasn’t even Asher’s present, this gun was a gift for his 31 year old uncle!)

This picture above caused much distress. (It was a parked tractor on the side of the road.)  Not from Asher, he loved being in “the claw”, but Rilyn, who was on the side of the road crying because she thought we were all going to be arrested! “This is illegal!” she kept telling me! (Fyi, this was James’ idea.  I am a “rule follower” like Rilyn and I would never of put Asher in there, BUT I will snap a quick shot of him if someone else puts him in there!)  She literally had tears in the car on the way home from that night (we were looking at lights) because she thought the police would see our photo.  She kept telling me to delete it.  I finally compromised and told her I would show the photo to Uncle Eric (a police officer).  🙂