Ashton is seven years old today. It’s hard to believe that he’s been around that long, but it’s also hard to imagine life without him because I feel like he has been part of our family forever. Our lives would be so much less fun without him. He is so entertaining. Ashton is very smart. He’s witty and funny. And he’s fast on his feet. He always has a quick comeback or response. A couple of weeks ago I asked him what he wanted to be when he grows up and without batting an eye he said, “a Cheez-it”. I don’t know where he comes up with this stuff.
Ashton loves to snuggle. When he gets upset, all he needs is a big hug to help him feel better. Every night he asks for someone to snuggle with him. Most mornings I find that he has wiggled his way into our bed, right between Taylor and me. I try to get him to stop, but part of me wants to just keep letting him squeeze in because I know it won’t last forever. Sometimes I feel like it will, though. That’s the sleep deprivation talking.
Ashton loves to play games. He would be the happiest boy on the planet if we spent every waking minute playing board games or the Wii. He also loves to be outside riding his bike or scooter or skateboard. I think he’s also enjoying cello. Sometimes he complains about it, but he practices well and he’s doing a good job.