This picture pretty much sums up this guy. Today I was unpacking a box of 2 year old clothes that had been in storage, and with each thing I pulled out and held up to see if it would fit Sul, I was thinking, "...these aren't Sullivan clothes". Asher's brightly colored skinny jeans and button up preppy shirts just don't seem like this little brute who wants to stomp everything and jump off any ledge he can find. I think he'll go through his 2's in sweats and a helmet.
Do you ever feel like someone is watching you, waiting for the right moment to pounce?
Football with Grandma Jo.
Off the bench!
...trying to throw Asher through the goal posts. He is heavy. I am not strong. This was a fail.
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