Winter came early!

Sorry blogging friends, I've been so MIA the past few months. I promise that I'll post a catch-up blog soon... but for now, I wanted to put it on record...

...this is crazy...but's it's snowing!!!

The first snow fall happened on the eve of October 27th. The next morning, I was scraping off a thin layer of snow at 6am in the morning as I was leaving for work.

And today, October 29th, a Nor'Ester is blowing through...and as I type this, there must be about 8 inches of snow on the ground already. Such is life in New England?

Maybe I am a Texan at heart....but when the heck!

So, in case you were keeping track....the we only had about 6 snow-free months this year.

April - October.

Time to take out that shovel. Winter is here.

unfocused...

That's been my state of being with this blog. I have many things I want to post, many pictures I've taken, many events to record. And therefore, I do nothing.

Absolutely nothing. How's that for inspiration.

One milestone of note...

Evan just started crawling!

Summer time fun!

Summer is finally here. The long New England winter is finally gone. This is what we've been waiting for all year long.

Oh the simple joys of childhood...

Here are pictures of Jocelyn and her buddies (our neighbors) just having a blast out in the back of our apartment building.

Formal Complaints

Though there is no doubt that Jocelyn loves her little brother...there have been some formal complaints.

First complaint: Evan pulled my hair!

She goes to tell me (in Vietnamese). Then she goes to daddy to tell him too (in Cantonese). Apparently, she really wants to make this vexing issue known.

We tell her that little brother doesn't mean it. We tell her that she needs not stick her face in his face...and at the age where he's finally learning how to grab...

Then, second complaint: Evan kicked me.

Yes, Jocelyn. Like we said, don't stick your face or hover over him.

Okay, should we put him in time-out?

Jocelyn: YES.

Okay, so we take little brother and lay him in the corner for a bit (for time-out).

She's happy. Problem solved (for now).

(Lucky for us, Evan doesn't complain... he doesn't really know yet he was put in time-out...as a 3-month-old baby.)