A couple of recent "only Asher" moments...
Scene No. 1: We were getting the boys juice, and we served it in these small plastic cups. Asher's just happened to be pink. No big deal, right? Well....
Asher: "I don't want the pink cup."
Asher: "Because I'm not a princess!"
He's not exactly a prince, either.
Scene No. 2: At a playground in Pittsburgh, I finally found a time when it was bad that Asher already knows how to read. He's really taken to reading books and whenever he runs across a word he doesn't recognize, we tell him to sound it out. Well, in this particular instance...
Asher, standing at the top of the slide, notices some graffiti: "For. A. Good.... what's this spell, papi?"
Me: "Sound it out, Asher."
Asher: "OK. Ffffff...... Ugggh....."
Me: "Get off that slide right now!!!!"