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Who really needs this when you have the imagination, creativity, drive, and patience like Asher. His own rendition is still in 'the works' (below) but for Asher, that's exactly the best part. Jabba made his way here for a birthday present, all $14 of him for that little guy. He doesn't leave Asher's side, making his way to bed each night in a warm clutched hand. I even caught a glimpse of him after the service at church last Sunday.

Asher turned seven. SEVEN!, on the 18th. He's growing up in more ways than one. This number feels older than any other. I know, probably because it is Renee, you say. But it really was enough to choke a bit more in my throat this year. Another fast and furious seven years and he'll be a young man. I'm noticing more of those little boy responses left by the wayside for bigger and more mature ones. And yet, Asher remains: gentle, kind, loving, creative, loyal, dependable, fun-loving, and a bit of a slow learner which only spurs on the persistence and diligence like none other. Slow and steady wins the race for him!

I love this kid! His name means happy blessed warrior. He's named after his daddy. He is a joy to me, to us! I love who he is becoming. I love him today, all strengths and weaknesses that I get to come along side of and help point the way to.

He loves Jesus. His siblings. Being with Gabe or I. Family. Going out and yet being home. What can I say, he's my kinda guy!