In typical Asher-fashion, Asher compulsively asks a question to which he already knows the answer in hopes that this time the answer will be different. “Mommy, Daddy, where are we going?”
“Asher, where do you think we’re going?”
Parents patiently explain for the umpteenth time that we are not headed for the library and that it is time to go home.
Parents trying to suppress their laughter, “Asher, what kind of stuff do you wish Harrisburg would have?”
“Well, like dinosaur robots, and zoo animals, and like….well….COUSINS!”
Morgan, Madison, Matthew, Marky, and most of all Evie…you are very much loved and very much missed! Asher cannot wait to see you again and asks daily when we will be back for another visit.