Evan's Halloween

I went back and forth on deciding if I should get Evan a Halloween costume. Being only a year-old, we weren't going around the block and he'd not be comfortable in anything over his head. But on the other hand, he would be greeting the Trick or Treaters. On the other hand, he'll only be doing it for an hour. On the other hand, where's my Halloween spirit?! As I continually argued with myself, coming up with reasons why I should and shouldn't, time made the decision for me. It was All-hallow's Eve before I knew it and Evan was still without a costume.

At 5p, Ah mah and I decided to take a stroll around the block and we put Evan in his bear jacket. Daddy came up with the brilliant idea of making him a cape. (I know, I know...choking hazard). Of course Daddy wasn't about to share his Jaws cape, and tied Evan's blue blanket around his neck loosely. The result was Super Bear in jeans!

Evan appreciated his blanket and was snugging up to it through out the entire walk. He was having a good time.
He did find the candy. He especially enjoyed the Snickers bars as they were easy to hold and were squishy. Although Evan did not get to eat the candy, he managed to squeeze many Snickers bars. I now have many malformed Snickers bars all over my house. It will be hard to explain to future guest what the small, brown, poo-like things around my living room are.....

Mommy's little helper

Mr. Wiggle Man does not like to be carried but needs to know what Mommy is doing in the kitchen. At meal times, while I prepare his food, he helps me re-organize his food cabinet. I like to separate the fruits and the veggies. (fruits on the left, veggies on the right). He prefers a medley of jars, on the floor, in front of him.

Fall is finally here!!

After unusual weather in September and October, the weather finally started to get cooler. We are just hitting peak for the fall colors here in Bristol, CT. Since Evan was not able appreciate the fall colors this time last year, while both gramma and ah mah were shopping at the mall, Mommy and "yub-yub" explored the yard.






Being the curious kitty that she is, Patty decided to join us by our white picket fence (yes...cheesy I know, but the fence came with the house when we bought it)

Surprisingly, Evan chose not to lovingly whack her.



Although Evan is now walking all over the house, he doesn't do well with shoes on. He can stand uncertainly for a short period but it usually ends up in a squat.

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.