Thursday, September 13, 2012

18 Hours

18 hours...

...that's how long it took for us to see a beautiful transformation in Asher.

When he arrived, he gave us the, "I don't know where I am but I don't like it; I don't know who you are and I don't like you; that camera you're holding is scary and this had better not be forever," look.


It broke our hearts to watch his break. At two years old, any transition is unwelcome, and so Asher wasn't too happy with us. He didn't talk and he certainly wouldn't smile.

After taking a peek at his new home, we took Asher outside to see the backyard. The first thing to greet him was Tom, our adorable dog. Asher took one look at Tom and did what most children don't do: he tried to get on Tom's back. Tom wasn't so sure about this, so Asher didn't get much of a ride, but he wasn't too disappointed.

A little bit later, we found Asher passionately pulling up all the grass in his reach and throwing it. It was almost as if he had never seen grass before (or at least this much of it) which very well may be true.

Less than 18 hours later, Asher was moved in, settled and mostly happy. There were a few moments that made him upset, such as when a playmate went to do something else, his nanny walked out of the room or someone started using the toy he liked. Typical things for a child to get upset about, but in Asher's case, he was probably worried that the love and joy was running out...'s not, sweet boy. And it is not ever going to!


  1. What a handsome little guy. And you all must have the most patient, loving puppy dog there. What a great addition for the kids...obviously, Asher thinks so, too!

  2. Oh I just love everything about him!