Babyhood: Week 43

Here's babyhood catch-up post #2. (For catch-up post #1 look here.)

From the eyes of Krewson Lee...

Week 43 (December 24th through December 30th)

* This week I celebrated Christmas with Mommy's side of the family.  They do celebrations on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, so that's what I did, too. (Especially since I got presents on both days.  Otherwise I may have tried to opt out.  Just kidding.)  Boy I got some good stuff!  Christmas is so fun!  (Although Mommy and Daddy say I need to remember that Christmas is about Baby Jesus, not about getting presents.  Presents are just the cherry on the sundae.)

* This week I got really good at pointing.  I like to point a LOT.  I use my little pointer to tell Mommy and Daddy when I want a certain food, or when I want a certain person to hold me, or when I want a certain toy.  It's really handy.

* Sadly, on Sunday morning, I woke up and my eye was all puffy.  Mommy and Daddy weren't sure what was going on, so Mommy talked to her pediatrician friend Ashley, who diagnosed me with pink eye over the phone.  Luckily Ashley called me in some eye drops to help de-pink my eye.  (Although it didn't prevent me from giving it to both Mommy and Daddy...but that's a story for catch-up post #3.)

* I also got a fever for four days straight this week.  It was around 101.  I had two teeth breaking through my gums and I got sick.  Mommy kept me doped with infant ibuprofen, but that didn't keep me from being super crabby.  (Contrary to Mommy's beliefs, ibuprofen does not cure all.)  So because I really didn't feel good, I started getting VERY clingy to Mommy and Daddy.  I wanted them to hold me all the time.  Them, and no one else.  And if they didn't hold me when I wanted them to, I whined and cried and begged with my eyes and pointed at them with my little finger to make them feel really really guilty.  Sometimes it worked, and sometimes they turned their eyes and ran and escaped.
* I got to meet my Great Papa, Great Auntie Jean, and Great Aunt Cathie this week!  Mommy, Daddy, and I drove to Valporaiso, IN to meet them (halfway between Leo and Chicago).  We had lunch together at Applebee's and they gave me some neat clothes and fun books as Christmas presents.  I was so glad I got to spend time with them!

* Another thing I started this week was not going down for bed very well.  Or staying down very well.  I cried a lot.  I also started throwing lots of fits and temper tantrums, whenever I didn't get my way.  That included being told "no," having a toy taken away, being moved from my current location on the floor, and anything else that had any possible reason for disappointing me.  I think it was all because I felt so icky and sick.  I didn't feel good, and so anything that added to my not-goodness just sent me over the edge!

In my Christmas hat!

With Great Aunt Sandy.

Sharing my new toy with cousin Brady.

Having fun with my great grandmas.

These are most of Mommy's siblings.

Me with Great Papa.

Me with Great Aunt Cathie.

Me with Great Auntie Jean.

I was winning.

Napping with Grandma Nancy.

Uncle Evan teaching me how to play the piano.

Yep, I knew what I was doing.

Me and Uncle Shawn.

Grandpa Gordie makes me laugh.