<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:08:42.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cute Little Boy</title><subtitle type='html'>A Miracle Comes to Our Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-116538649124470317</id><published>2006-12-05T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:52:54.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jagoanku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7644/1882/1600/53595/DSCN0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7644/1882/320/304987/DSCN0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-116538649124470317?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/116538649124470317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=116538649124470317' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116538649124470317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116538649124470317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/12/jagoanku.html' title='Jagoanku...'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-116531275116604399</id><published>2006-12-05T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:56:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulai Bisa Jalan Sendiri etcetera...etcetera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama sangat bersyukur dengan perkembangan Evan yang sangat pesat belakangan ini. Beberapa diantaranya antara lain :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Sejak menjelang usia 14 bulan udah bisa (berani) jalan (melangkah) sendiri. Awalnya sich suka takut2, gak mau jalan sendiri maunya dipegang. Tapi lama-lama setelah diajarin akhirnya Evan udah berani jalan sendiri. Malahan sekarang gak mau lagi tuch dipegangin kalo jalan, maunya jalan sendiri (gaya nih yee)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Udah tau kalo diminta ngambil buku cerita Winnie The Pooh. Bukunya ini kan dikumpulinnya gabung ama mainan Evan yang lain dalam satu keranjang gede. Trus kalo mama bilang "Evan, ambil buku Pooh ntar mama bacain", Trus Evan langsung aja jalan ke keranjang mainannya, ngaduk2 isi keranjang samapi nemu buku Pooh trus dibawa ke mama sambil ngasih isyarat spy dibacain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Perbendaharaan kata2 juga udah lumayan meskipun baru ujung-ujung katanya, misalnya : pu (lampu) kalo liat lampu lgsg aja bilang pu...pu..., bau (kerbau), da (kuda), ma (oma), dol (hrsnya dor utk balon) kalo liat balon lgsg bilang dol...dol, mama, papa, ta atau tita (bita / saudara yg jaga di rumah),sudah bisa lanjutin kalo kita berhitung misalnya :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama : " Sa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan : " tu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama : "Du..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan : "na..(maksudnya dua) he..he (agak ngaco ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama : "Ti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan : "ta/da&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;maksudnya ga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama : " Em..,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan : "pa..." (maksudnya pat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gitu dech seterusnya sampe sepuluh, cuma kadang-kadang jawabannya agak-agak meleset dari seharusnya *pokoknya dijawab ya Van...he..he*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Kalo diminta hitung jarinya, langsung dech Evan, nunjuk-nunjuk jari2nya kayak ngitung beneran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Kalo diminta panggil kucing, burung atau cicak, Evan jentik2in jarinya kyk beneran manggil binatang2 itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Kalo disuruh salaman, lgsg ngulurin tangan trus tangan org yg disalaman ditempelin ke pipi atau bibirnya *tapi hrs hati2 kalo kyk gini...soalnya sering dilanjukan dgn acara menggigit tangan orang tsb...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi udah beberapa hari ini, Evan lagi batuk pilek...mama kasian liatnya. Tapi pagi ama DSA nya dianjurin untk diuapin biar dahaknya mudah encer shg batuknya berkurang. Mungkin juga karena gigi Evan nongol satu lagi makanya disertai demam dan batuk/pilek. Tapi meskipun sakit tetap aja, aktivitasnya gak berkurang cuma kalo lg batuk aja disertai rewel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cepat sembuh ya sayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-116531275116604399?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/116531275116604399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=116531275116604399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116531275116604399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116531275116604399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/12/mulai-bisa-jalan-sendiri.html' title='Mulai Bisa Jalan Sendiri etcetera...etcetera'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-116469616213356414</id><published>2006-11-27T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:17:09.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Berlanjut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Akhirnya kesampaian lagi ngapdet blog Evan, pengen cerita yang macem-macem tapi kayaknya harus diingat-ingat dulu. Soalnya perkembangan Evan sekarang makin pesat, ada-ada saja tingkahnya yang makin lucu dan gemesin...sampai-sampai mama sering nelpon dari kantor cuma pengen tau aja Evan lagi ngapain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enaknya mulai cerita dari mana ya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm....kayaknya mulai dari Birthdaynya Evan aja yach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Syukur, tanggal 27 Agustus kemarin Evan ultah yang pertama...yach biasalah..kalo yang pertama kadang-kadang ide-ide yang aneh banyak bermunculan...jadinya diputusin kita ngundang teman-teman main Evan di komplex (padahal teman2 ini umurnya jauh diatas Evan lho...), teman2 kantor papa (yang close friend) trus bbrp teman mama sama anak2 mereka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;En,terereret...tereteteet.....Happy Birthday sayang, Selamat Ultah yang Pertama, papa, mama selalu mendoakan yang terbaik untuk Evan, selamat panjang umur, semoga Tuhan selalu memberkati dengan kesehatan, kepandaian, kebijaksanaan, keselamatan. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Untuk cakenya, karena Evan seneng ama Pooh makanya mama pesen birthday cake bergambar Winnie The Pooh di Holland Bakery trus dipasangi lilin angka 1. Acaranya seru abis, dipimpin mc kondank dadakan bernama tante Ella, abis dech teman2 Evan dikerjain tapi dapet hadiah juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini ada foto Evan ama Oma Anton (tantenya papa) pas hari ultahnya Evan. Sebenarnya msh banyak foto lain tapi karena handycamnya keburu dimaling orang jadinya tinggal foto ini yang tersisa, soale yang lain belum sempat diedit dan dipindahkan ke pc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7644/1882/1600/776228/DSCN0711.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                           &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7644/1882/1600/776228/DSCN0711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7644/1882/320/217145/DSCN0711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cerita kemalingan nya ntar aja ya mama update, kalo udah ngga sakit hati lagi...hiks..hiks... (soale handycam itu py banyak fitur (motret dan rekam) yang dibeli papa di beijing waktu dinas ke sana dan satu-satunya pulak.....). Malingnya kayaknya maling cerdas deh, sampai semua orang dirumah pada ketipu dan cuma melongo aja pas handycam itu diembat ama si maling, jadi raib dech semua dokumentasi video dan foto ultah pertama Evan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-116469616213356414?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/116469616213356414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=116469616213356414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116469616213356414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/116469616213356414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/11/kisah-berlanjut.html' title='Kisah Berlanjut'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-115078083880919654</id><published>2006-06-19T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:49:48.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wuiihhh.......lama juga ya mama gak apdet blognya Evan. Abis sibukkkkkkk...banget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sekarang Evan dah 10 bulan......udah tambah gaya, tambah energik (pengen manjat-manjat....sampe dinding yang rata aja mo dipanjat...), udah bisa "baca" (dengan gayanya sendiri)....udah ngerti instruksi2 yang sederhana......Pokok nya banyak dech...mama sampe bingung mo nulisnya....bai de wei....silahkan liat dulu foto2 Evan di bawah ya...sambil mama inget2 apa yg mo ditulis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi kayaknya kisah-kisahnya di next edition aja ya.....mama lg mo mikir-mikir dulu ya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-115078083880919654?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/115078083880919654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=115078083880919654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/115078083880919654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/115078083880919654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-114005865395707064</id><published>2006-02-15T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:03:58.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nganter Mama ke Kantor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Makin hari Evan makin gemesin dech...makin ngangenin kalo lagi ditinggal ke kantor..pengennya cepet-cepet pulang aja liat Evan main ama Evan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tadi pagi seperti biasanya Evan bangun jam 06.30 trus main-main sendiri...mainin bantalnya...mainin tangan mama...biasanya sich mama masih bobo' kalo Evan pas bangtun soalnya ngantukkkk sich :). Tapi Evan gak nangis, tunggu aja sampai mama kebangun karena celotehannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Main-main bentar,abis itu mama mandi siap-siap mo ngantor. Abis mandi Evan juga mo mandi..sementara bbsiiter nyiapin air, mama gendong Evan kesana kemari sambil pake bedak.....pake lipstik...sisiran.....Evan sabar aja liatin mama....Perlengkapan mandi dah beres, Evan dimandiin dech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abis mandi, mama dah beres siap mo berangkat...tapi gendong Evan dulu...dibawa ke teras sambil nunggu ojeg yang mo ngantar mama ke kantor..soalnya papa lagi tugas keluar jadi gak ada yg ngantar mama nich :( padahal mama belum bisa nyetir sendiri....masih takut-takut....apalagi kalo ketemu jalan yang menanjak...atau papasan ama mobil lain dipersimpangan...ihhhh takut ahhhh....sampai papa pernah bilang kalo misalnya mama bisa bawa mobil trus macet di persimpangan yang jalannya menanjak pasti mama langsung nangis bombay....hi..hi..hi...bener juga kali ya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Upppss, balik ke cerita semula....pak ojeg ny dah datang...mama gendong Evan sambil jalan ke ojeg...abis itu mama cium pipi kiri...kanan...jidat...hidung Evan....sambil bilang Mama ke kantor dulu ya sayang, Evan jaga rumah ya ama mbak Sari (bbsitter)...ama Bita.....Evan bengong aja...trus mama dadah-dadah....ternyata waktu ojegnya dah jalan EVan udah mulai mo nangis..uhukkk...uhukkk...trus matanya ngikutin terus sampai ojeg mama udah gak keliatan lagi....Anak mama ternyata udah mulai tau rasanya ditinggal mama ke kantor...merasa kehilangan...bikin mama pengen balik lagi kerumah....tapi mama harus ke kantor Nak....tunggu mama pulang ya...nanti kita main lagi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-114005865395707064?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/114005865395707064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=114005865395707064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/114005865395707064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/114005865395707064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/02/nganter-mama-ke-kantor.html' title='Nganter Mama ke Kantor'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113835319547397722</id><published>2006-01-27T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:16:24.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngga terasa 5 bulan sudah usia Evan hari ini. Evan yang dulunya cuma bisa tidur, bangun, mimik susu, sekarang udah bisa macam-macam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pertama, udah bisa tengkurap sendiri. Akhirnya setelah ngajarin berkali-kali dengan penuh kesabaran, Evan bisa juga tengkurap sendiri. Mulanya diawali dengan berbaring miring, lama kelamaan berguling dengan sendirinya sampai pada posisi tengkurap. Cara menstimulasinya ternyata ngga susah-susah amat, dengan meletakkan benda favorit Evan di sisi/samping tubuhnya, sehingga secara otomatis Evan mengikuti kemanapun benda tersebut dipindahkan. Nach...kebetulan benda itu adalah bantal yang bergambar SpongeBob.....he..he..padahal bantal itu dulunya dipake mama sewaktu masih hamil Evan buat ganjel perut kalo mo baring miring...eh...sekarang malah jadi favorit Evan....Malah terkadang kalo udah kelamaan tengkurap dan udah kesal (cape' kali ya ??) Evan akan berusaha untuk berbalik kembali ke posisinya semula...dan pernah berhasil lho.....hmmm jagoan mama ini memang pantang menyerah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kedua, ceriwis. Coba dech..nyanyi-nyanyi deket Evan...pasti Evan akan ikut "bersuara" dengan bahasa planet nya..Mungkin ini yang disebut cannonic bubbling ya...Selama lagunya mengalun Evan akan terus "bernyanyi" juga...sampai cape' sendiri baru dech diam. Trus kalo mama ngajak "ngomong nich" pura-puranya kita lagi ngobrol...Evan akan menanggapi mama dengan ocehannya....pokoknya lucu dech...bibirnya sampai monyong kesana kemari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan juga sudah bisa mengeluarkan suara rengekan yang berbeda untuk keinginan yang berbeda. Misalnya lapar pengen mimi' susu...rengekannya biasa aja...kalo ngantuk pasti sambil gosok-gosok mata...trus kalo kaget..nach ini nich yang bisa jadi tangisan melengking, trus kalo pup..pasti jadi gelisah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ketiga, sudah bisa mengenali orang-orang yang sering berada di dekatnya. Jadi kalo ada orang yang baru dilihatnya, biasanya keningnya langsung berkerut..kayaknya lagi mikir nich orang siapa ya??..nach kalo orang itu coba-coba mo gendong..wah Evan bisa langsung oeeekk..oeeeekkkk. Tapi kalo disapa ama orang yang udah dikenalnya pasti langsung disambut senyuman ama Evan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keempat, udah bisa tegak kalo diposisikan berdiri atau duduk dengan bantuan kita. Malah posisi ini yang jadi kesukaannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi sempet juga mama panik waktu seminggu yang lalu Evan kena diare. Sampai sampel pupnya mama bawa ke laboratorium untuk diperiksa...syukurlah ngga ada apa-apa. Setelah diberi obat ama dokter dan susunya diganti, buburnya juga distop..keesokan harinya..pupnya udah mulai bagus lagi....dan syukur pula Evan ngga rewel, teteeup aja beraktifitas seperti biasanya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113835319547397722?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113835319547397722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113835319547397722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113835319547397722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113835319547397722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/5-months.html' title='5 Months'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113835136870461401</id><published>2006-01-27T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:42:48.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention...Plizzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama bikin blog baru lho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepangalinan.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Jadi tante-tante, teman-teman mama silahkan berkunjung ke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepangalinan.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;sini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; ya. Dan jangan lupa dilink sekalian ya...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113835136870461401?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113835136870461401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113835136870461401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113835136870461401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113835136870461401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/attentionplizzz_27.html' title='Attention...Plizzz...'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113774982863117383</id><published>2006-01-20T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:37:10.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kisah ini sebenarnya udah mo mama posting beberapa waktu yang lalu....tapi karena sesuatu dan lain hal :) akhirnya baru deh diposting sekarang. So, let's begin .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Awalnya karena mama suka baca-baca literatur tentang perkembangan bayi dan balita...akhirnya mama putusin untuk beliin Evan semacam permainan yang bisa menstimulasi perkembangan motorik nya...Nach siang-siang dari kantor mama hunting ke Lavie Baby House...kebetulan disana cukup lengkap perlengkapan baby nya. Mulai dari pakaian, sabun, permainan, buku, alat makan...pokoknya lengkap banget dech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah liat-liat dan tanya-tanya ama salesgirlnya, jadinya mama beli baby toy yang namanya Activity Gym. Jadi alat/permainan ini mempunyai 3 fungsi utama : 1. Untuk merangsang penglihatan bayi akan benda-benda berwarna terang (warnanya emang bright sih...ijo...orange...biru/ungu..merah...kuning...) 2. Untuk membiasakan bayi mendengarkan musik (alat ini ada musiknya juga...) 3. Melatih bayi untuk belajar memegang/menggenggam sesuatu/barang). Permainan ini punya semacam tiang jadi bisa diletakkan di tempat tidur (jadi mirip gawang...). Jadi bayi diletakkan dibawah atau (boleh juga) disamping permainan ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/gym1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Awalnya, Evan masih agak-agak asing dengan mainan barunya...tapi mama dan bbsitternya ngga bosen-bosen ngajak Evan main dengan mainannya itu. Akhirnya setelah sekitar 2 minggu, Evan sudah bisa memegang/menggenggam dan menarik-narik dengan kuat benda-benda yang digantungkan pada tiang mainan....karena yang digantungkan ada yang berbentuk ring/lingkaran...jadi Evan keliatannya seperti lagi exercise gitu dech....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/gym2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sekarang kalo Evan bangun pagi langsung dech main ama Activity Gym nya...sekalian olahraga pagi..he..he..he. Di pic juga keliatan ada boneka yang digantungin, itu ceritanya waktu beli mama tertarik liat boneka yang lagi diskon akhirnya beli dech...soalnya bonekanya juga gundul mirip kepalanya Evan......"Jangan marah ya sayang, mama cuma bercanda kok :)".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113774982863117383?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113774982863117383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113774982863117383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113774982863117383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113774982863117383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/baby-gym.html' title='Baby Gym'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113755865372922178</id><published>2006-01-17T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:34:31.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Smiling Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my smiling face.......hi..hi...cakep kannnnn??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saking gemesnya liat Evan suka senyum2, akhirnya mama suka curi-curi kesempatan pas Evan lagi memamerkan senyum manisnya dan...blassssss.......jepret......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/P1011776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalo ini lain lagi, momentnya pas Evan lagi bengong liatin kamera yang memancarkan sinar....mungkin pikirnya "ini apaan ya...ada cahayanya" soalnya Evan emang seneng banget liat sesuatu yang ada cahayanya kayak lampu kamar, lampu senter....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/P1011777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jadi kalo kena jepret kamera bukannya kaget tapi malah dipelototin kameranya.....heuheuheu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113755865372922178?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113755865372922178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113755865372922178' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113755865372922178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113755865372922178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-smiling-face.html' title='My Smiling Face'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113748214974142616</id><published>2006-01-16T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:15:49.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalo Evan ber"gaya"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan udah mulai tau ber"gaya-gaya" lho. Apalagi kalo lagi digendong, wah seneng banget dia. Ini salah satu gayanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/Evan%20bgy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebenernya Evan lagi ngomong sesuatu pake bahasa planet..makanya bibirnya dimonyong-monyongin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/Evanddk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kalo ini Evan lagi duduk santai sambil nonton tivi...dia sendiri lho yang ngatur gayanya...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113748214974142616?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113748214974142616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113748214974142616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113748214974142616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113748214974142616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/kalo-evan-bergaya.html' title='Kalo Evan ber&quot;gaya&quot;'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113739663454927216</id><published>2006-01-15T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:28:51.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wajah" Baru Blog Evan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Huray...huray....beres juga blog Evan setelah mama kutak-katik beberapa hari. Sekarang sepertinya lebih "menarik" dibanding sebelumnya (menurut mama lho.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Awalnya sich penasaran juga liat blog-blog temen kok bisa dicustomize trus bagus-bagus pula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Akhirnya mama coba-coba liat situs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bigo.ws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, download background, sama animasi yang lucu-lucu buat ditempel di blog. Mulanya ribet banget, sempet kacau malah. Tapi dengan kesabaran ekstra (caileee.....) bahkan sampai di rumah juga jadi kepikiran terus (soalnya update ama utak-atiknya di &lt;a href="http://www.telkom.co.id/"&gt;kantor&lt;/a&gt; pas ada waktu senggang) akhirnya jadi juga blog Evan dengan "wajah" barunya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mudah-mudahan temen-temen yang mampir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ngga "pusing" ama background kerlap-kerlip dan animasi lainnya....soalnya pengen buat yang "agak lain" sich :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113739663454927216?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113739663454927216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113739663454927216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113739663454927216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113739663454927216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/wajah-baru-blog-evan.html' title='&quot;Wajah&quot; Baru Blog Evan'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113628128112273476</id><published>2006-01-03T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:12:39.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngantor Lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama masuk kantor lagi hari ini, setelah 3 hari cuti (29 des 05 sampe 2 jan 06). Selama cuti dirumah aja ngurus Evan, soalnya bbsitternya minta cuti 2 hari. Pokoknya mama puas-puasin dech main ama Evan trus ngajarin Evan macam-macam (tengkurap, memegang benda-benda, dll) tapi yang mama ngga bisa2 itu ngasih makan Evan.....Kok kalo mama yg suapin Evannya nangis2 terus ya...mungkin mama kurang sabar kali' ya...trus kalo udah gitu mama langsung panik....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucu dech kalo liat Evan suka ngunyah-ngunyah.....seperti mo ngasih tau kalo "Aku udah laper nich..mamam donk" Kalo kelamaan nyiapin buburnya, Evan bisa ngamuk tuch. Tangisannya bisa kedengaran sampe ke tetangga depan rumah.....Evan sekarang udah bisa makan biscuit rusk yang diencerkan 2 x sehari pagi ama sore trus diselingi minum susu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang lucu lagi kalo liat gaya tidur Evan.....macem-mecem aja gayanya...kadang tangannya ditaruh didahi...ato kedua tangannya diangkat keatas kayak orang nyerah (give up)..ato bibirnya dimonyongin...senyum-senyum kadang2 juga tertawa sambil tidur...pokoknya gemesin banget dech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh ya kita juga sempat jalan-jalan keJakarta tgl 1 Jan ngunjungin sepupunya Evan. Ceritanya udah diposting sebelumnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113628128112273476?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113628128112273476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113628128112273476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113628128112273476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113628128112273476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/ngantor-lagi.html' title='Ngantor Lagi'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113627485710543128</id><published>2006-01-02T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:35:47.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-jalan ke Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karena ngga ngapa2in di rumah, tanggal 1 Januari kemarin papa, mama dan evan jalan-jalan ke Jakarta sekalian nengokin kakak Bare' sepupunya Evan. Mula-mulanya khawatir juga, takutnya Evan belum cukup kuat untuk menempuh perjalanan jauh. Tapi syukurlah ternyata bisa juga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Persiapannya rada ribet juga..soalnya harus nunggu Evan bangun pagi dulu. Udah bangun minum susu dulu baru dech mandi pagi. Karena terburu-buru mama sampai lupa ngasih vitamin ke Evan. Karena bbsitternya lagi cuti 2 hari, jadi mama dibantuin Bita nyiapin barang2 Evan. Wuuiihhh..ternyata perlengkapan bayi banyak juga ya...Jadinya mama sambil nyiapin Evan, juga sambil ngasih instruksi ke Bita....masukin ini..itu ke tas nya Evan....he..he..he..mamanya udah kayak unix aja..multitasking :). Mana papanya udah bolak-balik aja ngingetin supaya cepat2 takutnya kesiangan di jalan...Papa ngga tau sich gimana repotnya ngurusin perlengkapan si kecil...Botol-botol susu semuanya dibawa + termos air panas, soalnya cara yang paling ampuh supaya Evan bisa anteng ya mimik susu...Ngga lupa selimut ama jaket..persiapan kalo kedinginan kena AC di mobil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sekitar jam 8 teng, kita dah siap berangkat. Jalannya lewat tol Cipularang. Udah di jalan tol kok perut mama udah kriuk..kriuk..he..he..laper ternyata..soalnya tadi udah ngga sempat sarapan lagi. Trus kita singgah dulu beli jajanan buat ganjel perut. Jadinya emang sekitar jam makan siang udah sampai dech di rumah kakak Bare'...itu juga udah muter-muter dulu cari alamatnya..Abisnya papa udah lupa-lupa ingat sich :(....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ternyata kalo udah biasa dengan udara bandung yang sejuk, terasa banget panasnya sampai di Jakarta..untungnya kamar mama Lusi pake AC...mama ama Evan tiduran aja disitu sambil nunggu kakak Bare' bangun dari tidur siangnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karena ini tahun baru jadi makan siangnya agak spesial....mama makannya lahap banget soalnya udah laper banget plus kepanasan..he...he..ato emang doyan ya..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Waktu Bare' udah bangun, dia langsung mo deketin Evan..tapi ama mamanya dipegangin terus..ternyata ini ada kisah sebab musababnya....Mamanya cerita kalo Bare hobi mukul temen-temen tetangganya...sebelumnya disayang2 dulu..abis itu...melayang dech tangan..trus disayang2 lagi. Nach, karena itu mamanya sempet ngelarang Bare' nyium Evan, tapi ternyata Bare' sayang kok ama Evan.....waktu Evan nangis, dia bilang dede'nya lagi nangis...ato dede'nya lagi bobo'...Sayang mama lupa bawa kamera, jadi ngga bisa motret tingkah laku kakak Bare' ama Evan dech :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sekitar jam 5 sore, kita balik ke Bandung...tapi kali ini lewat jalur puncak...Ternyata bukan pilihan rute yang tepat..soalnya maceeeettttttt banget...antrean mobil panjanggggg banget...apalagi yang mo balik ke Jakarta....bisa-bisa besok pagi tuch baru nyampe...Syukurlah Evan ngga rewel. Dia tidur aja dengan nyenyaknya, soalnya mama selimutin badannya biar ngga terlalu dingin kena AC. Kalo bangun atau rewel dikit langsung diminumin susu....anteng lagi dech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kita sampe rumah sekiar jam 12 malam, punggung dan pinggang rasanya udah pegel banget. Pas udah di kamar, Evan bangun, terus mama ganti baju ama celananya biar Evan bisa nyenyak bobo'nya. Abis itu, lanjut lagi mimik susunya....bobo dech.....sssszzzzz....Mama bisa ikutan bobo' juga akhirnya......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113627485710543128?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113627485710543128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113627485710543128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113627485710543128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113627485710543128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2006/01/jalan-jalan-ke-jakarta.html' title='Jalan-jalan ke Jakarta'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113575212489770578</id><published>2005-12-27T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:37:42.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan di Usia 4 Bulan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanggal 27 desember Evan udah berusia 4 bulan. Sekarang ini kebiasaannya yang paling kelihatan tuch suka ngisap kepalan tangannya (bukan cuman jari lho) kalo ngasih tanda Evan udah laper atau haus. Trus makin suka ngunyah-ngunyah...padahal dimulutnya ngga ada apa-apa tuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/evanact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Karena liat kebiasaan Evan kayak gitu, akhirnya mama putusin mulai memperkenalkan makanan semi padat ke Evan. Jadi dech mama beli biscuit susu promina rasa beras merah. Ternyata setelah dicobain Evan suka dan ngga ada masalah dengan pup nya. Tapi sampe skrg Evan belum terbiasa kalo yg dimakan itu bubur, mgkn masih disangka susu soalnya kalo disuapin maunya cepet2...kayak kalo ngisap botol susunya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan juga udah mulai bisa tengkurap......udah bisa baring miring tapi harus sambil ngisap tangan..he..he...kalo tengkurap udah bisa lebih lama tapi kalo kelamaan Evan jd ngga sabar trus nangis dech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan juga dah bisa ngasih repon kalo mama bilang "Evan senyum dong buat mama", pasti dech Evan lgsg senyum liatin gusi ompongnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ini salah satu ekspresi Evan yang bikin mama selalu pengen cepet pulang ke rumah kalo lagi di kantor...tatapan yang menghanyutkan...my sweet baby boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/evannakal.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113575212489770578?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113575212489770578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113575212489770578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113575212489770578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113575212489770578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/evan-di-usia-4-bulan.html' title='Evan di Usia 4 Bulan'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113574502943154845</id><published>2005-12-27T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:39:47.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketemu Papa Lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah sebulan bertugas di Surabaya papa pulang juga tanggal 23 desember kemarin...horeee..akhirnya papa bisa ketemu dan main lagi ama Evan. Kayaknya papa kangen banget dech ama Evan sampai-sampai Evan lagi bobo' dikulik-kulik juga..he..he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/papaevan.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapi mungkin karena kelamaan ngga ketemu, Evan agak-agak lupa ama papa. Waktu baru nyampe papa langsung ngajak Evan ngobrol eh evannnya malah bengong sambil mulutnya dimonyong-monyongin, mungkin pikirnya "Ini siapa ya, kayaknya pernah kenal ???"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setelah sekitar dua hari dideketin terus ama papa, baru dech Evan jadi biasa lagi. Makanya kalo papa tugas keluar kota jangan kelamaan supaya Evan ngga lupa ama papanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113574502943154845?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113574502943154845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113574502943154845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113574502943154845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113574502943154845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/ketemu-papa-lagi.html' title='Ketemu Papa Lagi'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113533357865027376</id><published>2005-12-23T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:48:10.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk Semua yang Merayakan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/evansanta1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/evansanta1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Evan, Papa dan Mama ucapkan Selamat Hari Natal 2005 dan Tahun Baru 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semoga damai natal selalu beserta kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love and Hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Angel-Evan-Paulus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113533357865027376?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113533357865027376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113533357865027376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113533357865027376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113533357865027376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/untuk-semua-yang-merayakan.html' title='Untuk Semua yang Merayakan'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113531839401221358</id><published>2005-12-22T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:52:05.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Angel Called MOMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.&lt;br /&gt;One day the child asked God, “They tell me, You are going to send me to earth tomorrow. But how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”.&lt;br /&gt;God replied, “Among the many angels, I have chosen one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/momevan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;“But said the child, tell me here in Heaven I don’t do anything else but sing and smile. That’s what I need to be happy!”&lt;br /&gt;God said, “Your angel will sing for you every day. And you will feel your angel’s love and be happy”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And, said the child, “How am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don’t know the language that men talk?”&lt;br /&gt;“Tha’s easy”, God,”Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The child looked up at God saying, “And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”&lt;br /&gt;God smiled at the child saying, “your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Child said,”I’ve heard on earth there are bad men, who will protect me?”&lt;br /&gt;God put his arm around the child, saying,”your angel will defend you-even if it means risking life!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child looked sad, saying, “But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore”.&lt;br /&gt;God hugged the child,”Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way to come back to me, eventhough I will always be next to you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child in a hurry, asked softly,”Oh God, if I am about to leave now please tell me my angel’s name!”&lt;br /&gt;God replied,”Your angel’s name is of no importance…you will simply call her MOMMY!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/momevan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Ibu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangga dan berbahagialah telah menjadi seorang IBU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113531839401221358?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113531839401221358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113531839401221358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113531839401221358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113531839401221358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/angel-called-mommy.html' title='An Angel Called MOMMY'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113462331711118807</id><published>2005-12-14T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:52:55.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a name="ocomeocome"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Come, O Come, Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;O come, O come, Emmanuel,&lt;br /&gt;And ransom captive Israel,&lt;br /&gt;That mourns in lonely exile here&lt;br /&gt;Until the Son of God appear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/c_tree.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rejoice, rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee, O Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might,&lt;br /&gt;Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height,&lt;br /&gt;In ancient times didst give the law,&lt;br /&gt;In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free&lt;br /&gt;Thine own from Satan's tyranny;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/nbc_sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From depths of hell Thy people save&lt;br /&gt;And give them victory o'er the grave. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer&lt;br /&gt;Our spirits by Thine advent here;&lt;br /&gt;Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,&lt;br /&gt;And death's dark shadows put to flight. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O come, Thou Key of David, come,&lt;br /&gt;And open wide our heavenly home;&lt;br /&gt;Make safe the way that leads on high,&lt;br /&gt;And close the path to misery. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;O come, Thou Wisdom from on high,&lt;br /&gt;And order all things, far and nigh;&lt;br /&gt;To us the path of knowledge show,&lt;br /&gt;And cause us in her ways to go. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;O come, Desire of nations, bind&lt;br /&gt;In one the hearts of all mankind;&lt;br /&gt;Bid Thou our sad divisions cease,&lt;br /&gt;And be Thyself our King of peace. Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingle Bell Rock&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/nbc_roof.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now the jingle hop has begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the frosty air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a bright time, it's the right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To rock the night away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle bell time is a swell time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/nbc_joll.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jingle around the clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's the jingle bell,That's the jingle bell,That's the jingle bell rock.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113462331711118807?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113462331711118807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113462331711118807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113462331711118807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113462331711118807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113462013449967944</id><published>2005-12-14T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:01:01.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tadi Pagi.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Udah beberapa minggu ini, jadwal bangun pagi Evan mulai teratur. Biasanya sich bangunnya sekitar jam 05.30 dan paling lambat 06.30. Biasanya kalo Evan udah mulai rewel, pasti dech mama langsung bangun gendong Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi juga gitu, Evan bangun jam 06.30 sambil mewek2...mama liat kayaknya Evan ngga haus...ho..ho..ternyata maunya digendong2 sambil diajak ngomong...Sekitar setengah jam...tangan Evan udah mulai dimasukin ke mulutnya sambil diisap2..ternyata Evan udah haus...trus babysitternya langsung dech bikinin susu...Udah dikasih susu, eh kok Evannya ngga serius ngedotnya..kadang2 diam kayak bengong kadang mimi susunya...ternyata Evan mau main lagi...ya udah..dotnya dilepasin dulu....trus mama ama bbsitternya ngajak ngobrol Evan, Evan langsung dech senyum-senyum sambil hauuuww...hooooo....gituuu...Iihh gemess liatnya, trus mama ngambil kamera dech jepret-jepret Evan...nich hasilnya : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/evanheran.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Evan juga sekarang sukanya digendong sambil berdiri atau duduk, lehernya udah kuat lho nopang tubuhnya. Jadi kalo lagi tiduran trus rewel, langsung aja dech diberdiriin pasti Evan langsung anteng...Gini nich gaya Evan kalo lagi "berdiri dan duduk" :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/evanbingung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113462013449967944?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113462013449967944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113462013449967944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113462013449967944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113462013449967944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/tadi-pagi.html' title='Tadi Pagi.....'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113454771635599901</id><published>2005-12-13T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:02:46.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/shep.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Little Town of Bethlehem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Phillips Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;O little town of Bethlehem,&lt;br /&gt;How still we see thee lie;&lt;br /&gt;Above thy deep and dreamless sleep&lt;br /&gt;The silent stars go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in thy dark streets shineth&lt;br /&gt;The everlasting light;&lt;br /&gt;The hopes and fears of all the years&lt;br /&gt;Are met in thee tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christ is born of Mary;&lt;br /&gt;And gathered all above,While mortals sleep, the angels keep&lt;br /&gt;Their watch of wondering love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O morning stars, together&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim the holy birth;&lt;br /&gt;And praises sing to God, the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And peace to men on earth.&lt;br /&gt;How silently, how silently&lt;br /&gt;The wondrous gift is given! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/tcs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So God imparts to human hearts&lt;br /&gt;The blessings of His heaven.&lt;br /&gt;No ear may hear His coming,&lt;br /&gt;But in this world of sin,&lt;br /&gt;Where meek souls will receive Him, still,&lt;br /&gt;The dear Christ enters in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/tcs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;O holy Child of Bethlehem,&lt;br /&gt;Descend to us, we pray;&lt;br /&gt;Cast out our sin, and enter in,&lt;br /&gt;Be born in us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear the Christmas angels,&lt;br /&gt;The great glad tidings tell;&lt;br /&gt;O come to us, abide with us,&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord Emmanuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113454771635599901?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113454771635599901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113454771635599901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113454771635599901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113454771635599901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-poem.html' title='Christmas Poem'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113454363417644933</id><published>2005-12-13T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:05:00.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/olive1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/olive1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/olive1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olive, the Orphan Reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;CHAPTER 1 Wolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm in the Barrens raged around the little reindeer with a nose like an olive."Mommy! Daddy!"She'd lost her mother and father and brothers and sisters.The night wind shrieked. The snowflakes stung her eyes."Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?"But no one could hear.And now - danger! - wolves.She could smell them. They were close. Maybe they got my family, she thought, and want me too.So the little reindeer ran as fast as she could.In the fierce storm she didn't know where she was going. She just knew she had to get away.The wolves chased her, but she soon left them far behind.Even when she no longer picked up their scent, she ran and ran.Finally she came to the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 2 Santa And Mrs. Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gasping for breath, she found herself in front of Santa and Mrs. Claus's house. Night here was calm and peaceful.She saw them arm in arm on their doorstep. They were looking at the stars.Santa Claus laughed when he saw the tired little reindeer."Ho! Ho! Ho! Look, my dear. A reindeer with an olive for a nose!Goodness! Welcome to the North Pole, little one."Mrs. Claus smiled. "Well, aren't you just the cutest thing though! We'llhave to call you Olive. Right, Santa?" Santa nodded. "Do you likecookies, Olive?""I don't know, ma'am," she said."Well, try this," said Mrs. Claus. She gave Olive a cookie. "It's raisinand oatmeal fresh from my bakery."Olive found it tasty. While she nibbled on it, Mrs. Claus tied a blue bow on her head."There, Olive!" Mrs. Claus said, giving her a big hug. "You just needed a mite sprucing up.""I hope you can stay a while, Olive," said Santa.Olive felt she'd never see her family again. She was an orphan. So she decided to make the North Pole her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 3 Olive's Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years passed and she got bigger, Olive became one of the best skaters among the spare reindeer. She always won the friendly races against them at Candy Cane Pond.Olive also had important jobs to do during the Christmas season.She looked through the magic telescope to see which boys and girls were naughty or nice, and reported their names to Number One, the chief elf.She hauled boxes of presents to Santa Claus's sleigh on the runway.She delivered muffins from Mrs. Claus's bakery to the hospital.In the toy factory she checked for broken toys coming off a line in Quality Control.She liked these jobs, but the job Olive wanted more than anything was to be on Santa's team.Will I be picked some day? she wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 4 A Foolish Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Christmas Eve again. As always Olive wished she could go on the Big Trip. Many of her spare reindeer pals had gone. Why not me? she thought.But maybe that was a foolish dream.Only this morning an elf had shouted, "You over there - no, not you,Jingles. The other reindeer. Yes, you, green nose. Give us some help."But at dusk when Olive got off shift, she began to do some serious thinking.Maybe it wasn't a foolish dream at all. What did that smart alec elf know anyway?So she decided right then to visit Santa and ask him if she could join the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 5 A Meeting With Santa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she stood in front of Santa's house, Olive wasn't so sure of herself.Just who do you think you are? she thought.But she'd come this far so what did she have to lose? All Santa could do was say no.She hesitated then tapped at Santa's door.She waited. No answer.She tapped again.No one home.She sighed. "Oh, well, I tried."Just as Olive was about to leave, the door burst open."Ho! Ho! Ho! Well, well, look who it is!" Santa said. He had only oneboot on. "I'm just getting ready to go over to Mission Control to checkthings out before the Big Trip. What can I do for you, Olive?""Hi, Santa. I thought I'd ask if there, uh, was - was -""Was what, Olive?""Well, anything I could do."Santa thought. "No, I can't think of anything.""Oh.""What did you have in mind?""Well - uh - well -"Olive was tongue-tied."Please, I'm really in a hurry," Santa said. "Well?"When he hears what I want he'll laugh at me, Olive thought. That's worse than a simple no. She just blinked."I can't think of a thing you could do," Santa said."Well, I just thought I'd, you know, ask anyway."Santa shrugged. "Thank you for asking, Olive.""You're welcome, Santa."She left and Santa scratched his head."What a strange conversation," he muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 6 Countdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take-off time was ninety-seven minutes away.Best to forget about the Big Trip, Olive felt, by keeping busy. Maybe Mrs. Claus wanted some muffins taken to the hospital.She headed for the bakery.Lovely smells drifted from it: mincemeat tarts, chocolate cakes, jellydoughnuts, date squares, brownies, buns, bread, all kinds of muffins and cookies."Hi, Olive. That nose of yours sure works mighty fine," Mrs. Claus said."Here's a nice warm raisin and oatmeal cookie just for you.""No thank you, Mrs. Claus," Olive said. "I'm not hungry. I just came over to see if you wanted some muffins taken over to the hospital.""I'm sorry, we made the muffin delivery this afternoon when you were at the toy factory.""Oh."Mrs. Claus gave Olive a close look. "What's the matter, Olive? Why the glum looking face?"Olive pawed at the ground. "Well - it's nothing. Nothing."Mrs. Claus fixed Olive's blue bow. It was crooked. "Something is bothering you. Tell me, Olive, don't be shy with me. We girls have to stick together. What is it?""It's nothing, Mrs. Claus. I'd better go now and see if they need me one last time at the toy factory."Olive trotted off."You're my favorite reindeer you know. I'm always around if you need me,"Mrs. Claus called after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 7 Too Late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the toy factory Olive's best friend, Boomer, the chubby harness elf, sat on a crate by the shipping dock. He munched on a peanut butter sandwich."Hi, Olive!" Boomer shouted. He liked to shout rather than talk."Hi, Boomer. Do they need any more help inside?""Not now. They're just tying up some loose ends. We're ready.""Oh." She wasn't needed here either."What's eating you, Olive? Huh? You look really sad.""Well, it's just that I'd love to go on the Big Trip," Olive said."Hey, come on! You'll make it one day.""Oh, I don't know about that, Boomer.""You will. You're fast. You always win the races on Candy Cane Pond. And you're strong too.""I'm just a nobody. After all these years I'm still called the otherreindeer.""Aw, come on! Mrs. Claus for one doesn't call you that," Boomer said."Tell her what you want.""Mrs. Claus doesn't do the hiring.""No, but I'm sure she's got some clout with Santa.""I just talked to Mrs. Claus and I couldn't tell her about - about my dream.I just couldn't.""Huh? Why not?""Well - I -"Boomer waved his sandwich in the air. "Sweet potaters, Olive! You can't just wait for something to happen. And that's what you're doing.""I know, Boomer, I know." She wouldn't mention her visit with Santa Claus or Boomer would get really steamed. "But I just don't like to be - pushy."Boomer snorted. "Pushy? You really tick me off sometimes. You know that?The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Things won't come to you. And -""And what, Boomer?"Boomer stared at his sandwich. "The Big Trip is only eighty-nine minutes away. But I have to say you can forget it just like the other ones. It's too late."Olive gulped. Maybe I should have said something to Mrs. Claus, shethought. I'll be staying behind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 8 The Numbers Aren't Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Santa Claus, Number One, and Chip, the computer ace, were going over a few things in the Planning Room at Mission Control.They studied a wall map. Mittens, Santa's orange cat, was on Santa'sshoulders. He seemed interested in the map too."Santa, the numbers aren't good," Chip said. "We have a record number of kids this year and we just don't have enough reindeer power."Santa chuckled. "Chip, you worry too much. I have a great team, but we can always add one or two of the spare reindeer."Mrs. Claus passed by. She cupped her ear to listen."One or two won't do it, Santa, even if we had them," Number One said. "Dr. Winters called me just before you arrived. An odd thing. The spare reindeer are in the hospital sick."Santa gasped. "Oh, dear! All of them at once? That's terrible!""And the sleigh is loaded to overflowing," Chip said. "If we added any more toys we couldn't lift off. Lots of toys have to be left behind." He looked at his calculator. "The numbers aren't good.""They certainly aren't, Chip," Santa said."Many places must be missed." Chip pointed at the map with a baseball bat."Here, here, and here. And there."Santa Claus sank into an armchair with his head in his hands. Mittensalmost fell off his shoulders."But we can't let down any children," Santa moaned. "We can't! You're the computer expert, Chip. Think of something. Anything! We leave infifty-six minutes. There must be something we can do."Chip threw up his hands. "There isn't, Santa, and that's a fact."After she heard this, Mrs. Claus hurried over to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 9 Blackmail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hospital ward the spare reindeer lay in beds. With thermometers in their mouths were Speedy, Jingles, Flash, Igloo, Spinner, Rascal, Bingo, and Pokey.Dr. Winters took out the thermometers and read them."Hmmm," he said. "I can't see anything the matter with any of you." Helooked at his watch. "It's Christmas Eve with forty-three minutes 'tiltake-off. What if Santa needs some of you? Then what?""Then that'll be too bad," Pokey stated. "We're not going back to thatgloomy old stable.""Not until somebody paints it," said Flash."Hah! So that's it," Dr. Winters said. "Blackmail!""That's a mean thing to say," said Bingo. "But we're not going back to that stable. So there!""Get up! Get up!" Dr. Winters yelled. "Where's your pride? Where's your courage? Where's your loyalty? Get up! Immediately! This is nonsense!This is - uh, please. With jam on it. Well?"But the reindeer just snuggled in their beds and answered with snores.They weren't going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 10 Not A Very Nice Idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Claus rushed into the ward. She was alarmed by what she saw."What's going on, Doctor?"Dr. Winters shook his head. "I never thought I'd hear myself say this, Mrs. Claus. Never in a million years. But what we've got here is a bunch of fakers who want to sleep all day long in nice comfy beds. In short, they're on strike!"Mrs. Claus thought. "I think I've got an idea. It's not a very nice one,but - "She whispered into Dr. Winters' ear.The reindeer squinted at them. What were they up to?The doctor held up a needle. He gave it a squirt. The reindeer stirred."Now this might smart a little, you reindeer, but it's for your own good,"Dr. Winters said.The reindeer shot up in bed."Don't be scared," Dr. Winters said. "It'll only take a second.""I feel a lot better, Dr. Winters," Jingles said."M-m-me too," Pokey stuttered."See you, Dr. Winters," said Igloo, bolting for the door."Don't call us, we'll call you," said the rest as they clomped after Igloo.Mrs. Claus and Dr. Winters split their sides as the reindeer stampeded down the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 11 Take-Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take-off was seconds away.From the runway red, gold, green, and blue fireworks lit the North Pole sky with fantastic patterns.Two elves at the front of the sleigh blew a trumpet fanfare.Tah-tah tah tah-tah tah tah. Tah-tah.Boomer sprinkled Santa's reindeer from his bag of magic sparkles. The sparkles gave them the power to fly.Chip and Number One looked on with frowns. Everyone was nervous except for the reindeer."I'm all set, chief," said Dasher, and pawed at the ground."Me too," said Dancer, and shook his bells."Let's go, Santa," said Comet.From the front of Santa's team came a red glow and a giggle.The reindeer loved Christmas Eve. Santa didn't have the heart to tell them thousands of children would be given a miss on this one.He slumped in his sleigh. Even his beard seemed to droop.Olive watched from a rise.Although she wanted to forget about the Big Trip, she just couldn't help coming to see the show. She especially loved the fireworks.She heard the reindeer's excited voices. Oh, how she wished she could be one of them.But I'll always be the other reindeer who stays behind, she thought.Olive turned away.She'd seen enough. A tear trickled down her cheek.Suddenly there were cries of alarm. And...BANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 12 What Boomer Did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleigh had crashed.Santa Claus was tossed into a snowbank.The reindeer sprawled on the runway.Boxes of presents were scattered everywhere.Olive galloped to the overturned sleigh. Boomer stood near it."Oh, no! This is awful!" Olive cried. "What happened, Boomer?"Boomer grinned. "I overloaded the sleigh when nobody was looking. I put a set of barbells across the back of the runners."What! But why?""You want to go with them, don't you?""Shh! Of course I want to go, but -""Well, if the team can't get airborne then you're in. You're in!""But - but -""Oh-oh!" Boomer clasped his mouth. "Look who's coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 13 No Time To Lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number One marched towards them. His face was red with anger."I heard all that, Boomer. Oh, Santa! Santa!" he called. "I think thereis something you should know."Santa struggled to his feet and brushed snow off himself."What's going on here?" Santa said."Tell Santa Claus the disgraceful thing you did, Boomer," Number One ordered. "Go on."Boomer hung his head. "I overloaded the sleigh with some barbells. I'm sorry, Santa, I really am. But please forget what I did and give Olive a chance to go with you. That's why I did it. Olive is as fast as greased lightning."Santa shook his head. The accident had confused him."Olive?" he said. "Olive?" Then it dawned. "Yes, Olive! I was justtalking to you. So you want to help deliver the presents, do you, Olive?""Oh, yes, Santa. That's really why I came to see you."Boomer gave Olive a surprised look. "Huh? You did?"Santa stroked his beard. "So that was it! But why didn't you say so? Oh, never mind. We've got no time to lose. Come along, Olive."But Olive didn't move. "I'd love to, Santa, but I don't think it would befair to go after this. If not for Boomer, you'd all be in the sky by now."Boomer clenched his teeth. "Olive, you're going to blow it.""Hmm, I see," Santa said. "I see."For a while no one knew what to say.Finally Number One spoke up. He'd cooled off."Santa, may I say something?" he said. "Although I do not approve of such a deed, I think Boomer is a good fellow. He has served us well for many years. Perhaps we can overlook what he did."Santa nodded. "I agree, Number One. We'll give Boomer a second chance.So, Olive? Do you want to come? Yes or no?"Olive could hardly believe it. Was her dream about to come true?"Whoopee!" she shouted. "You'll see I'm really fast and strong, Santa."Santa's eyes twinkled. He patted Olive on the head."Don't worry, Olive," Santa said. "I've had my eyes on you and I know how fast and strong you are. You were going to be on the team sooner or later.So as of now, you're officially hired."Chip joined them. He was studying his calculator and he didn't look happy."I hate to be a party pooper, Santa, but this won't change much," he said."With the help of this other reindeer - pardon, Olive - we can make Los Angeles just before sun up. But many other places will still get left out."Santa sighed. "I know, I know, I hadn't forgotten, Chip. How could I? All those children will be heart-broken. They'll never forgive me. But - but there's nothing we can do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 14 Mrs. Claus's Surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment they heard a whistle in the distance. It came from Mrs.Claus.She wore a red-and-white Santa outfit. And she was driving a team made up of the eight spare reindeer."Hee-hah! Giddy-up, my honeys!" Mrs. Claus urged.The spare reindeer looked as fit as ever. They came at full steam. Snow swirled around their pounding hooves.Santa's mouth fell open as Mrs. Claus pulled up beside him."Mrs. Claus! Goodness! What a surprise!" Santa said. "What are you doing here?""Well, dear, I heard you had a problem," Mrs. Claus said."We do, we do. A whopper. But I thought all the spare reindeer were in the hospital."Mrs. Claus smiled. "They were. Flat on their backs until Dr. Winters came up with a - cure, you might say. And then I did a little wheeling and dealing about giving their stable a new paint job. You really should see it, Santa.""We can talk about that later, my dear. But right now I'd like to know why you're here.""Well, I thought we could load up my sleigh and I'll - go with you. If youdon't mind."Santa clapped his hands. "Mind? Why should I mind? That's a terrificidea! You really want to go, don't you, my dear?""It would be a hoot. A real hoot.""All these years and you've never once said anything.""Well, wouldn't a passenger have made the sleigh too heavy?" Mrs. Claus said. "So, dear? What do you say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 15 The Big Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa turned to Boomer. "Quick, Boomer! Hitch up Olive to Mrs. Claus's team. That will give us nine reindeer each."Boomer saluted. "Right away, Santa!"Boomer hitched Olive in the lead.A dozen elves gathered up the scattered toys. Another dozen brought the ones left over in the toy factory.The sleighs were quickly loaded.Boomer sprinkled Mrs. Claus's reindeer with the magic sparkles.For a moment the reindeer rose and floated on air. Mrs. Claus's team was now ready to fly."Up and at 'em, Olive!" whooped Mrs. Claus. "Ho-ho! Ho-ho!"Santa winked. "You've got the words, my dear, but, well, the tune needs some work."Then with a merry "Ho! Ho! Ho!" and a "Ho-ho! Ho-ho!" Santa and Mrs. Claus whooshed off into the twinkling stars and over the moon.The elves jumped up and down and cheered the two sleighs in the sky."Yippee! Yippee!"A few toasted each other with mugs of hot chocolate.As she led Mrs. Claus's team, Olive held her head up high.All the boys and girls got their presents on time and they were delighted.So was Olive. And she did such a super job that from then on she made theBig Trip with Mrs. Claus every Christmas Eve.Now everyone knows Olive, the other reindeer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113454363417644933?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113454363417644933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113454363417644933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113454363417644933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113454363417644933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-stories.html' title='Christmas Stories'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113341341146974292</id><published>2005-11-30T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:06:22.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imunisasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngomong2 soal PIN (Pekan Imunisasi Nasional), Kmrn tgl 29 Nov jadwal Evan imunisasi Polio Ke III dan DPT yang ke II. Pas di injeksi ama dokter (utk DPT) Evan cuma nangis bentar, abis itu langsung anteng lagi...Yang bikin mama sedih tuch waktu Evan nangis2 minta susu, tp belum boleh mimi' soalnya imunisasi polio nya kan pake yg ditetesin ke mulut jd harus nunggu kira2 1/2 jam baru boleh minum atau makan. Karena dikhawatirkan kalo bayi nya gumoh, vaksinasi polio nya juga ikut keluar. Aduuhh....mama sedih banget lho liat Evan udah memelas banget karena lapar.....untung suster dan seisi mobil pada "pintar2" bujukin Evan..ada yg nyanyi ada yg ngajakin ngobrol pokoknya apapun dilakukan asal Evan bisa lupa bentar ama laparnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu mama diantar balik ke kantor, Evan juga msh nangis2. Trus susternya cerita kalo minum susunya akhirnya di mobil soalnya jalanan macet jd blm sampe rumah Evan udah diminumin susu. Untung tadi bawa bekal susu ama air panas dari rumah. Minum susunya sampe banyak banget kata susternya....mungkin saking lapernya kali ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh ada yang lucu, hari itu pertama kalinya Evan pake baju kodok/baju monyet (baju yang terusan ama celananya sekalian) yang mama beliin. Trus evan juga dipakein sepatu, biasanya kan cuma pake kaos kaki dan pake jaket juga..he..he... Jadi gemmesss liatnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukurlah abis imunisasi Evan ngga demam dan rewel. Emang sich mama sengaja minta dokter untuk kasih vaksin DPT yang ngga bikin panas.. gak apa2 dech agak mahal yang penting Evan ngga demam. Soalnya mama kan orangnya cepet panik kalo ada sesuatu yang ngga "beres". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113341341146974292?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113341341146974292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113341341146974292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113341341146974292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113341341146974292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/11/imunisasi.html' title='Imunisasi'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113341056020355571</id><published>2005-11-30T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:09:21.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Udah 3 bulan Neh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/evan3bln.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/evan3bln.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngga kerasa tanggal 27 Nov kemaren Evan udah berusia 3 bulan. Kalo mama perhatiin perkembangan motorik Evan sangat baik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misalnya aja sekarang Evan udah lebih interaktif dengan orang lain....Kalo ada yang ngajak ngobrol, Evan akan merespon dengan senyuman dan bergumam ala bayi..kayak...hoooo..atau..eeehhh...atau kadang2 hauuuu...kayak2 gitulah...sambil tangan dan kakinya digerak2kan atau kayak orang nendang2. Evan juga udah ngerasa geli lho kalo pipinya diusap2...mukanya bisa meringis gitu :). Trus tangannya udah mo dimasukin mulut lho..maksudnya mo ngisap ibu jarinya kali ya.... Eh ada lagi, sekarang Evan juga udah bisa fokus melihat pada satu titik, jadi skrg udah bisa nonton...kalo udah nonton serius banget sampai kadang keningnya berkerut...sepertinya sich yg disenangi tuch warna2 terang yang ada di teve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan juga ngga serewel dulu lagi....sekarang kalo haus atau udah bosan pengen digendong atau basah...baru Evan rewel atau nangis :((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, tadi pagi (subuh tepatnya) mama terharu banget lho waktu Evan agak rewel minta digendong, pas mama liat udah pulas mama taruh di bantalnya...eeehh evan malah nangis lagi..begitu berulang beberapa kali. Akhirnya mama mikir mungkin Evan pengen bobo' deket2 mama kali ya, trus mama dekap aja Evan sambil bobo' berdua, dan ternyata Evan tidurnya pulas lho..sekitar1 jam Evan bobo'. Abis itu baru dech bangun pengen mimi' susu. Ehhmm..kejadian2 kayak gini bikin mama senennggg banget jadi seorang ibu...&lt;br /&gt;Evan juga udah tau bedain yang mana mamanya atau susternya....kadang2 kalo Evan pengen digendong mama pasti dech rewel terus meski udah dibujuk2 ama susternya...trus kalo udah digendong mama baru dech Evan jadi anteng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang lucunya Evan tuch kadang pengen bobo' nya pake bantal kita yang gede, ngga mau pake bantalnya pasti nangis. Pernah tuch...subuh2 Evan bangun karena pampers nya udah tebel banget, sama susternya digantiin. Udah pake yang baru, Evan kok masih rewel ya, trus susternya pakein bantal kita yang gede untuk sandarin Evan sambil bikinin susu..Eh tau2 pas ditengok Evannya udah pules tidur di bantal gede..untung susunya belum jadi #-o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang juga Evan ngga nangis2 lagi kalo dimandiin, malah seneng trus suka bengong liatin kita kalo nonton dia lagi dimandiin ama susternya...mungkin mikir kali ya...kok aku ditontonin cih :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya mama bersyukur banget liat perkembangan Evan, meskipun dulu lahirnya premature tapi Evan bisa bertumbuh dan berkembang seperti bayi2 yang lahir cukup umur. Thanks God.&lt;br /&gt;Mama jadi mikir kira-kira besok2 Evan bisa apa lagi ya :cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113341056020355571?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113341056020355571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113341056020355571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113341056020355571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113341056020355571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/11/udah-3-bulan-neh.html' title='Udah 3 bulan Neh...'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113230761085657271</id><published>2005-11-18T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:10:41.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengen maen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/Image000.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/200/Image000.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aku lagi pengen maen tapi dipaksa tidur ama mama. Makanya aku "kesel", keliatan kan dari wajahku.... Mama tuch lucu dech kalo aku pengen bobo' dibangunin minum susu. Kalo pengen maen malah disuruh bobo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113230761085657271?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113230761085657271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113230761085657271' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230761085657271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230761085657271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/11/pengen-maen.html' title='Pengen maen'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113230707911257354</id><published>2005-11-18T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:11:21.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dipangku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                    In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/Image012.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i aku waktu lagi dipangku...tapi lupa dipangku ama mama atau suster ya .....&lt;br /&gt;Pasti sebelum aku minum susu, soalnya kalo abis minum susu aku pasti langsung ketiduran....he..he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113230707911257354?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113230707911257354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113230707911257354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230707911257354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230707911257354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/11/dipangku.html' title='Dipangku'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19088867.post-113230292364488821</id><published>2005-11-18T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T01:12:36.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/1600/Evan05.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7644/1882/320/Evan05.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hai Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Perkenalkan Namaku Evan Christopher Lolo Pangalinan...cukup panggil aku dengan "Evan"....Aku lahir tanggal 27 Agustus 2005. Tau ngga, proses kelahiranku itu bikin mamaku deg-degan berat dech soalnya aku harus dilahirkan sebelum waktunya (32 minggu alias 8 bulan). Emang kayaknya aku pengen dech liat dunia ini lebih cepat...And...in 27th August 2005 at 20:20...here I am...a cute little baby boy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19088867-113230292364488821?l=evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/feeds/113230292364488821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19088867&amp;postID=113230292364488821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230292364488821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19088867/posts/default/113230292364488821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evanchpangalinan.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-birth-day.html' title='My Birth Day'/><author><name>My Fam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15364707944993947838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
