
Back to his happy self. Mommy's glad!

He loves my water bottle.
I'm feeling like suddenly he's such a big kid.
This picture just reminds me how blessed we've been to be able to live in such a beautiful and safe area in Salt Lake. We live in the cinder-block student housing, but it's in an area with tree lined streets and quaint little homes, scattered with parks and close to libraries. And practically across the street from Justin's school. It really has been lovely.
So, we got all dressed up (in borrowed or hand me down costumes this year...) and headed to the little shopping center that does early trick-or-treating. Asher was Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger, and Caleb was Squirt the turtle from Finding Nemo {see asher dressed as squirt 2 years ago here and last year's homemade costumes here}. This picture was right as Asher was catching on to the concept of trick-or-treating. Really, that's all I have to do and they'll give me candy? We had a great time and the boys did awesome.































I can't believe Asher is two and a half years old. I call him Shersh, Shersher, Shersher McGersher, Asher man, and My First Baby. Asher has an adorable way of talking. He says things like "Oh, hey guys! Whatcha doin'?" and it just makes you want to be his friend. He eats oatmeal everyday for breakfast. He has a sensitive soul. He has to watch Caleb in his crib for a while before he'll go to bed. Asher still sucks his two fingers. He started doing that when he was three months old. He counts everything. His laugh is contagious. Asher feels the need to push, poke or nudge Caleb every time he gets within a foot of him. This frustrates me. Asher says sorry for sweet things, like dropping his toy or not being able to find his shoes. He loves it when I tell him his feet stink.