Oh, Asher. I love you.

Tonight, on my post dinner walk with my little boys, Asher saw some of the neighbor's Halloween decorations.

I couldn't understand what he was exclaiming at first. He just kept saying something over and over, wanting me to understand and react accordingly.

And, as I usually do, I tried to sound it out and surmise the situation to piece it together.

Then I figured it out.

"Oh gracious!"

Oh gracious?

Damn I love you, kid. I definitely do.