This morning Asher's friend Zach came over to play. Unfortunately, Asher was ready for a nap at 9 a.m. so when Meredith pulled up at 9:30 I knew we were in trouble. After twenty minutes of playing, Asher walked up to Zach, slapped him in the back of the head, looked at me, and demanded, "PACI!". Agh. An hour later Zach looked at me and said, "This little boy is not very nice." To which I replied, "You're telling me Zach." Crabby Asher fell asleep the minute they left and slept for a looooong time.
Nap pirate.
No pants pirate.
Feeding lion.
Feeding puppy.
Feeding giraffe.
Feeding himself (thanks for the cookies Nae!)
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