How to be a good parent. Step 1# Put a wig on your kid

"And I--eeee----I weeeellll alwaaaaaayyyyssss loooooveee youuuuu!!!!!"
So here's my impersonation of Bea Arthur

Evan is 1!!

On Sunday, Oct 14,"Ah mah" flew from Malaysia, Aunt Wendy and Baylee drove down from upstate New York, Auntie Sze Lin got a car and drove in from Jersey and Gramma and Papa came by for the afternoon for a little birthday celebration. Evan's birthday cake was made by Auntie Sze Lin. Chocolate cake with chocolate buttercream frosting. Needless to say, there is none left. I enjoyed it very....I mean, Evan enjoyed his cake very much. Thank you! Next time, we'll have to take a picture of Sze Lin since she's been mentioned in two postings now!
Evan enjoys his new car. He loves moving the gears, spinning the wheels, pulling on the antenna. The only problem is....he doesn't know how to get off it yet--he either get's assistance or rolls off!
Evan Oliver Twist Lawrence: "Please sir... can I have some more? "
Daddy, can I have some of this "horse derves?"

More Evan Brithday pictures

My first taste of chocolate cake! Mmmmm....
Pooh's head is on fire! Blow it out!
Daddy's helping Evan unwrap his presents while cousin Baylee watches.

And here's the parents and granparents...and a sleepy Evan.

Evan at 11 months

I apologize for not updating Evan's site. As a PR agent, I'm not doing a very good job. I blame the computer and trojan horses and those thingees that make computers stop working right.

By 11 months Evan coast frequently across the house and "knee-walks." It's slower that crawling but it keeps his hands free for his sippy cup or the remote control.

It was cold September afternoon when I dressed Evan in his warmer gear. The results made me cry. I called Jim at work, sobbing that my baby is now a little boy. It startled me.

Evan's Beach Trip Take 2

Day #2: He woke up happy. Since we had all the stuff already packed in the car, we took off as early as we could--11am

We were suppose to join Jack and Ana at the Jersey shore this week. However, for precautionary reasons, we opted to stay back in Connecticut. After much contemplation (Evan already had a pair of adorable swim shorts, it would be a shame), we decided to take a trip down to Rocky Neck State Park for the morning.
He wasn't a fan of the cold water at first and would not let go of Daddy. He was not a happy camper and wanted land


Once he got in the shade, he held on to me and would not let go. He would stand up, walk around but always with a tight grip on my shirt. It's a wonder he didn't expose his mother to the public. Too many new sights and sounds I suppose.



Eventually, he settled down and had his lunch, drank plenty of juice and discovered the Long Island Sound. By the time we were ready to leave, he didn't want his hat or Mommy in the water with him. It was waist deep for him but he wasn't bothered and was ready to explore the waves--on his own. For a final treat, he got to go into the women's showers for a quick splash. While in there, several ladies stopped to smile to coo at him. I told him to enjoy it while he can since he will not get such a reception in 15 years time....


Thank you to Auntie Sze Lin for his Batik turtle beach gear. He looked the part. LOL

Evan's Beach Trip take 1

Since it was his first trip, I wasn't sure of what to bring. I packed up the whole house, woke up a grumpy Evan, lathered him up in baby sunblock and dressed him, hat and all, had Jim load the car, went hunting for a beach umbrella and got as far as to the highway before we turned back home. By the time we were ready, it was already noon, he was hungry and we had made it to the end of our ropes.

Hazy days of summer

When the temperature goes past 90 degrees, we melt in the house. Evan gets a cold wet towel for his head. He survived his first days of summer well. We finally installed the mini air conditioner in his room