These photos are so sweet, just looking at them will give you diabetes.

Sam and Asher.

Does this baby make me look fat?

I can see what you're doing there. Stop it. I'm just a baby for God's sake.

Someone is a little camera shy?

Awwwww.

Daddy Mike and Baby Asher decide to take a little break. From everything.

From the makers of taco baby comes the latest mexican treat: Buritto baby!

I'm so cute, aren't I?

Pre-barf etiquette demands at least one hand be placed before the mouth as a warning to all.

Asher the Hutt, sleeping after a meal of live frogs and slavegirls, dreams of the day he will finally crush that upstart Skywalker.

When Asher's love of large mustaches first came into being.

I hate this hat!!!!!!! And I am not thrilled with this crib, either.

Another day at the spa.....Ahhhhhh sun lamps.

I am not listening to Mommy or Daddy anymore!

Asher, a natural thinker, contemplates his next move. Ahhh, yes, he will feed then dirty a diaper.

Time to Blog!

Okay, Sam was kind enough to let me have a full nights sleep. The first night in 10 days that I have slept more than 2 hours in a row. So I thought I would take the opportunity to start Asher's Blog. Enjoy.