Saturday morning with Asher

This morning Asher and I got up together and left mama to sleep in. I wasn’t around much this past week with all my work activities, so it was extra special. It seems he’s developed so much in the last week.

We made my bullet proof coffee. Asher helped with the beans and the timer. He’s excellent at transferring the beans to the grinder and setting the timer for the steep cycle.

After we made coffee and started my engine, I followed his pointing prompts to start the Pandora toddler radio station on the home iMac. Then we sang and danced to a number of tunes. Some I’m familiar with, many Asher is. It was adorable to watch him tumble his hands forward in a circle to the wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round. He knew many of the gestures and hand signs. Absolutely adorable.

Asher knows a lot of the toddler radio songs. It’s been fun singing and dancing, learning the songs and dances with Asher this morning.

As I type this into the iPhone from the recliner by the window, Asher has laid the long foam roller down between us and the couch and he’s demonstrating his toddler super-strength development. He stands on the foam roller, puts his hands up and over the arm of the couch and then muscles himself up onto the couch.

This reminds me of an event that happened yesterday morning. I was making tea while Asher was sitting in his high chair. He wasn’t strapped in or covered with the tray. Next thing I know, I hear a slap and a groan. I turn around and see Asher stretched out with this feet on the highchair and his hands flat out on the counter top, hIs body suspended in the air, hanging on for dear life. I grabbed him and held him asking if he’s ok. He did something I haven’t seen. He was expressing his dissatisfaction with the outcome of attempting to get the salt and pepper from the counter top. He was waggling and waving his hands in one of his normal ways, with a crooked index finger pointing and his palm facing up, but his language was in a tone I’ve never heard. His tone and inflection was saying “that scared me, thank goodness my daddy was close by, that was exciting but scary”.