Asher's Favorite Passover Food (as he calls it). And, honestly, the only Passover food we ever have in the house.
College v. Heaven. Asher has naturally posed a lot of questions about death since my Grandpa Razz's passing. One morning when we were in Portland for my grandpa's funeral, I was out on a run, so Asher cornered my sister Kelli wanting to tell her about my father's death. So he explained to her why he passed away and then ended with..."But Aunti Kelli....it's ok....because he got to go to college!"
Oreos. Noe has been loving Oreos. I keep them in stock so that his therapists can use them for reinforcement during his therapy sessions, but otherwise leave them in a high cupboard. Last week, I woke up to noises coming from the kitchen at 2AM. I turned on the kitchen light to find Noe high up in the kitchen cabinets, licking the frosting middles out of Oreos and tossing aside the cookies. He had gone through almost an entire package of Oreos by the time I caught him and was high as a kite off of the sugar. I took the crack away from him, tried to clean up the mess and spent the next two hours standing over his bed, trying to get him to fall back asleep.
Swimming. Noe continues to do well at his swimming lessons. We have been spending extra time at the pool so that Asher can get ready for swim team this summer. Last week, I watched Noe swim almost the entire length of the pool....I think he would have made it, but put his feet down just shy of the edge. I think he could participate in swim team next year if he wouldn't get so distracted in the water and actually cared about swimming fast. And if I could clear my schedule to help him at each practice. We'll keep working on it. Our indoor pool has a slide, which Noe simultaneously loves and is terrified of. He climbs the stairs to the top of the slide giggly and giddy, but then proceeds to inch his way down the slide on his butt. It is really cute and makes me laugh!