Note From Daddy

Hey Evan, Daddy's working late again tonight in New York City, and I just wanted to let you know, I was thinking about you. It's 3am, and since my computer went kaput, I'm at the only 24-hour FedEx Office left in New York trying to hammer out last minute details on this movie I'm working on. Just wanted to drop a note to let you know that I miss you. I had so much fun hanging out with last week. I can't believe how fast you're growing and how good you are at walking already. Some kids don't even walk until they're a year old, so, I'm very proud of you. You're already saying a bunch of words and you seem to understand everything we say to you, even if you don't know how to speak yet. I'm looking forward to coming home on Monday and hanging out with you again. Every time I come home from one of these long jobs, you seem to have grown so much bigger, even if I've only been gone a few days, you seem so much more grown up every time I see you. You're turning into such a big boy. I love every minute of it though. You've been with us for less than a year now, but me and mommy can hardly remember what our life was like before you were born. We love you so much. So, goodnight. I miss you. I'll be home soon. Give Mommy a kiss for me.

Love, Daddy

Ok, I Confess, My Baby Watches TV

So the doctor tells me, "No TV for baby till he's three" and I was like, oh, yeah, of course. Yeah right. I mean it's not like we strap him in an exersaucer and place him in front of the tv all day and the leave the room. He has constant interaction from everyone in the house. I think all of the interaction has made him more advanced than other "babies" his age. The doctor also went down the check list and asked, is he saying Ma-Ma or Da-Da? Yes! He even says nana, pop-pop, Ted, cat, out, ball, bobble (bottle), Vis (Elvis), makes f noises for fan, makes ba noises for balloon, makes car noises and even talks to the dog in their language (Does that make him bi-lingual?). He also is quite good at sending text messages but that's a whole other subject. Then she asks me, is he crawling yet? Crawling? He's already walking on his own! She asks me, is he pinching food with his fingers to eat? Oh, please, he's already using a spoon! And every time we go out, I hear, "Wow, he's doing that and he's how old? My baby doesn't do that!" For example when we were in the line to see the Easter Bunny, the line was long and I would say that 75% of the babies/kids in the line were completely ignored, the entire time we were waiting, it was a line mushy lumps in strollers. One poor girl was even sticking her head into the fountain, so she ended up having wet hair for her Easter Bunny picture. Nobody paid any attention! No interaction at all. And even when I tried to say hello to the babies they would have no reaction, just a blank glazed look on their face, probably wondering why I was talking to them. But I'm getting off the subject.

Anyway, the boy loves music. So, what's the difference between having Palladia on (a music television network that airs concerts all day) or the radio? I thought that music was good for baby's development. Evan loves music. Sometimes we'll even put on the country station, because I figure it's more kid friendly than the other music channels. He doesn't pay too much attention to it, I don't think it interrupts his play. He loves watching people play instruments, so that might grab his attention for a bit but then he's off doing what ever it was he was doing.

I will admit that I do put on Mickey Mouse in the morning. And I will admit that I have never been a morning person I've been trying my best to be wide awake and ready to play at 6:45 in the morning, but I haven't been very good at it, and this is where I depend on Mickey Mouse to make the morning more cheerful, Mickey and my parents!!!!!!! I am so lucky my parents are up and ready to play at this time of the morning. And I will admit that Evan does go into a bit of a tv trance when they sing the Hot Dog Dance but when they stop singing he usually loses interest. And since I'm on a roll, I will also admit that I occasionally put on Play With Me Sesame, because it makes Evan laugh. And I admit that I love having Ellen on at 3pm, and I admit that Evan does do this fake (and hilarious) laugh along to the laugh track and claps when the audience claps, he would make a great tv audience member! So yeah, I am feeling a bit guilty exposing Evan to tv so young after the doctor tells me "No tv till he's three years old!" But don't tell Evan that.

Bumps & Bruises

Evan had a rough day today. He's been getting a lot more confident on his feet, so he's gone from walking to running in just a few days. But with his new found freedom comes plenty of bumps and bruises. He took 3 pretty hard falls today, and has the bruises and busted lip to prove it. You can see the one bruise above his left eye. That one happened falling into the TV stand. He busted his lip falling and hitting his face on the carpet while playing with his new car, and then for the finale, he just toppled over into the corner of a wall hitting the top of his head, making an immediate lump. Once the screaming and tears were done, he'd finally had enough and was ready for bed. We're hoping for a better day tomorrow.




Finally worn out, giving in to sleepyness.

Happy Easter!

Photos from Easter Sunday

Easter Present

I realize his 1st Birthday is only a month and a half away. But what was I supposed to do? He wants this now ! He's been eyeing up all the other kid's cars at the park. He really seems to love this. (see photos below.) So he got an early Easter present from his Nan & Poppy in Florida.

It was a 'Good' Friday

Daddy made a surprise trip back home to spend Easter with his baby boy! He decided to make a lot of his work phone calls and other work related stuff from home. Which ment that when he had time to take a break we could head to the park to play!

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Evan had a great time as always at the park today. He met a little girl there named Isabella, she was 13 months old. All Evan wanted to do was to play with her ball, and all Isabella wanted to do was to unzip his vest, and hit him on the head. He didn't cry though, he just sort of looked at her like what did I do? Pete told him to get used to it, that's how girls are. Just one of many lessons to be learned on the playground. The funny thing is that as I type this I can hear Evan on the baby monitor talking in his sleep saying "ba ba ba" which means ball, at least I hope he's talking in his sleep. Maybe he's dreaming about his day at the park. We quacked at the ducks, picked flowers, played in the dirt, picked up chicks, and even checked out the other kids rides. He loves this car that all the kids seem to have now, it's like a little plastic car that they can ride in as you push them like a stroller. Evan LOVES it. He's really into cars right now. Maybe he'll get one for Easter? Anyway, here are some more photos!