Friday, February 1, 2008

Happy Birthday, Evan

Evan on His Birth Day

After being poked and prodded, washed and dried, checked and rechecked, we finally got to take Evan home.

Daddies Give the Best Snuggles

We began to adjust to life with a newborn. Middle of the night feedings, weird sleep schedules, spitup, poop, etc. It's a fast learning curve. We sure enjoyed cuddling our new little one. Before Evan arrived I saw a Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers movie where Astaire sings the words of the song "Cheek to Cheek" by Irving Berlin, "Heaven...I'm in Heaven...." I remember singing, "Evan...I'm in Heaven" over and over, because I felt so blessed. (And I didn't know the rest of the words! Now that I finally read them, I wish I had learned them at the time. They're lovely.)

Evan Digs in on His First Birthday

The first year was filled with firsts. First solid food, first wave, first words. And Evan got progressively more active. It's so funny to be so excited about when a baby rolls over, when just a few short months away, he crawls, and then walks. Evan was walking in time for his first birthday. A little wobbly, but he was ready to be on the move. Evan was also what is known as a "good eater." He would try almost anything. If he didn't like it, he'd spit it out. He loved his birthday cake, needless to say!

The second year brought even more adventure. More vocabulary, and even sentences! Tantrums! Running on little legs that only just learned to walk. So, lots and lots of boo boos. Evan began to show more personality during the second year. He was a fun loving kid who loved to play. On Evan's second birthday we ate at church. At that time we sang Happy Birthday to the people with birthdays that week. Evan had a big grin on his face. He actually did this every week, like everyone was singing just for him. And he called all cake birthday cake.

Evan Loved the Construction Theme for His Second Birthday

In Evan's third year he had strong opinions about what he liked and didn't like. If there was a digger or front end loader around, he would whip his head around to watch until it was out of sight. Of course, words like "digger" and "front end loader" were foreign to me until I had that little boy. We were introduced to Thomas the Tank Engine and a little brother. He wasn't so sure about Duncan, but Evan loved Thomas right away. Evan was all boy. He loved being outside, trucks, trains, and tools. I always enjoyed hearing Evan telling me about the trucks we were passing in our car. "There's a telephone line repair twuck!" "Cwane!"

Evan died about two months before his third birthday. The family gathered together, ate Bar-B-Q, had chocolate cake, and had a good time remembering a great kid. Today is Evan's fourth birthday. We haven't felt well, so we didn't get to do a get together. We did have pasta, which was always a hit with Evan. Instead of cake I picked up some chocolate chip cookies, a perennial hit with most little boys.

Evan's So Sleepy that He Snoozes with a Cookie in Hand

Happy Birthday, Evan. We miss you.

If you'd like to remember Evan today, here's a charity that looks pretty special. Dream House for Medically Fragile Children


Betharoopie said...

Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy...

Fiddle*sticks said...

I can't believe it's been over a year. Happy birthday, dear Evan. Pam, the pictures are beautiful!

sherrie said...

Thanks for the pictures, and many hugs to you.

Laurie said...

Thank you for sharing your beautiful memories of Evan, and for allowing me to get to know him through your pictures and stories. I only had the pleasure of meeting him once or twice in the hallways of Hilsman, but his life has completely changed mine. It's amazing how one little fellow can make such a huge difference in so many lives. I think and pray for your family every day.

Bless you, Evan.