I actually have several pictures of Asher and I from this past week and was debating about which one to use. This one was taken on his birthday after Ricke and I gave him his birthday cake and it’s special to me. When I first looked at it I instantly noticed myself and said what a terrible picture. But the picture is not about me. The picture is about the memory of Asher having his cake and getting it all over himself and the floor. It’s about the family time that Ricke, Asher, and I had that night. It’s about being in the picture with my son. And that’s why it’s special to me.