Thursday, January 22, 2009

Our First Public Tantrum




While getting our food served at McAllister's the other day, Evan grabbed what he could reach of his plate and threw it on the floor along with a growly-yell. We gave him a chance to stop, but he did not. Mike said, "We will not be doing this in public young man," and we got to-go containers and went home. The ugliness continued a little later when he threw food again. Mike gave him a talking-to and the pouty lip came out and tears filled his eyes (I had to look away because it was a teensy bit funny). The food throwing subsided once he realized he disappointed his Dad. Something tells me this may not be our only premature departure from public places; he's kinda stubborn. These pictures are in-between the ugliness.

Evan does dishes.
















Evan "did" dishes with me. I didn't work smarter instead of harder though. Mike gave him spoons the other day while they did the dishes; I gave him cups. Needless to say Evan had to change clothes after the dishes were done.

Evan does floors.


He even does it with his eyes closed. ;-)








Evan loves sweeping. He helps us at home and Miss Melba at her house. You've gotta love a man that knows how to clean his house.

Look at what else I can climb!




Oy.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Evan-size Countertop







Evan likes setting stuff up on his toolbench. Here is this morning's breakfast along with his singing bunny (with chicks and a frog). He started setting stuff up on Miss Melba's kitchen chairs too; he fixes his problems pretty quickly if he doesn't like the adult solution (the high chair).
I forgot to mention- we're "big" now and high chairs are too little for us. We had to switch him to a regular booster seat at home; at Miss Melba's he insists on sitting on his knees to eat at the table. Stubborn little sucker - I think he gets it from his dad...or his mom...or his Papa...or his Grandma Peggy...or his Grandma Mary....

Still Learning







Evan is still learning the art of using utensils. He's pretty good at stabbing stuff with his fork, but the spoon has a bit of ways to go. I gave him some yogurt today (on our Snow Day - it's really a too cold to go to school day, but I'll take it) so I could do the dishes without any help. :-)

Settling in with Dad


Evan is Mike's shadow - big time. There's no better person in the world but Dad (Papa and Miss Melba may come a close second). Evan likes to sit on Mike for a few minutes before bedtime so he can get his fill of his Dad. Here they are the other night.