- He was begging us to stay at a street dance after a rodeo. I teased: “Who are you wanting to dance with, anyway?” He replied with complete, wide-eyed innocence: “Do you need more than one person to dance?”
- We watched one too many infomercials and just had to buy one of those fancy copper nonstick skillets. Asher approved as he gobbled my first attempt at fried eggs: “Nice whites, Mom.”
- He asked me if I ever carry a gun with me. I said no. He said: “But don’t you want to be a pistol-packin’ mama?”
- Out of the blue, he wondered if his dad and I had had a shotgun wedding. I said: “What do you know about shogun weddings, anyhow?” He said: “You know, pretty much the guy kisses the girl and they am out of there… well, maybe a little dancing.”
- Also out of the blue: “Have you noticed how flies rub their little hands together? Like they am thinking up something tricky?”
- And finally… one day he had started eating his sandwich even though Beau had told him several times to wait until everyone was at the table. Around a mouthful of bologna he said: “I was just so hungry. Sorry it turned out that way for you, Dad.”
- And wait! A bonus conversation that happened between Asher and Beau. Asher: “How do you like the house I drew, Dad?” Beau: “Wow, that looks really good. I especially like the swimming pool there.” Asher: “That’s not a swimming pool. It’s the septic tank.”
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