New Facial Expressions

Ian is 16 months now, and he has developed a few new facial expressions:

Naughty Look:

Acting Cute Look:

Pig-pig Mouth Look:

Concentrating on his toys...

A Mother's Worries

In a blink of an eye, papa and mama have been with us for 1 month. In a few more months, they will go home and I will have to look for someone to care for Ian. My mind has been spinning for the last few days, worried about Ian’s future care-taker. Is she going to feed Ian with patience? Is she going to take good care of his skin? Maybe I am worrying myself unnecessarily.

Work has been challenging since I cut down my work hours. Expectations from me are still the same despite fewer working hours that I can put out. I am not doing my best at work. Two of my friends became stay home moms recently. I would do the same if this decision is independent of all other factors.

Little Ian continues to be our big joy. Our little music lover has picked up the harmonica lately and he does very well. Here are some pictures of him.

Ian doing the "Turkey Dance"

Started playing the harmonica at month 16...
Had a little skin irritation around one eye...
Hello hello? Who is this?
Ian helping with Christmas decorations
In his Christmas outfit

New Release Cover Photos

If little Ian were to release his own album, these will be his cover photos. I will then be his manager, stay home, shake legs and collect money :)

All pictures are taken by dear mama at the pond of our subdivision. Canon 350D with Canon 50mm f2.8 macro lens...

两小无猜 (Literally: Two Small No Guess)

Try to remember the kind of September

When life was slow and, oh, so mellow.

Try to remember the kind of September

When grass was green and grain was yellow.

Try to remember the kind of September when
you were a tender and callow fellow.

Try to remember, and
if you remember

Then follow follow follow...

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Try to remember when life was so tender

That no one wept except the willow

Try to remember when life was so tender

that dreams were kept beside your pillow

Try to remember when life was so tender that

love was an ember about to billow Try to remember, and

if you remember

Then follow follow follow... *************************************************************************************

Deep in December it's nice to remember,

Although you know the snow will follow.

Deep in December it's nice to remember

Without a hurt, the heart is hollow.

Deep in December it's nice to remember the
fire of September that made us mellow.

Deep in December our hearts should remember,
And follow follow follow...

Background music:
Try to Remember
Music: Harvey Schmidt
Lyrics: Tom Jones

14 months old

Here are some pictures of our little tornado. He is so full of energy. I thank God everyday for bringing little Ian into our lives.

More pictures of Ian in his frog-frog costume. I think he made a perfect frog.