My First Christmas!

Well, I've decided Christmas is pretty cool.  The highlights?  Bright, colorful lights, lots of family who love me, similac sensitive stomach formula (the good stuff), being held, diaper changes, sleep, and being rocked, among others.  I'm not sure why everyone makes a big deal about the presents.  You open them up and woohoo!  Wrapping paper, cardboard boxes, hunks of plastic and wood in various shapes and sizes (I think they called them "toys"), clothes - what am I going to do with all this?  Just give me more of that similac and rock me to sleep, that's what I say.  I can't even open the presents anyway.  I wonder if I will ever get excited like everyone else about these presents...

In the arms of Aunt Becky.  Notice I am wearing Christmas clothes in recognition of the season, I really consider myself quite fashionable.  Nowadays I will only wear an outfit 3 or 4 times before I consider it dated.  Fashion is constantly changing, and I do my best to keep up.

This is my first major role in the theater: Jesus Christ.  Pretty good first gig, huh?  And at 2 months nonetheless.  I found it challenging to portray such a complex figure as He who is God and man at the same time who came to win over the souls of all mankind from the grip of sin and death through His own death and resurrection, but I think I did pretty good.  In this capture, I tilted my head slightly up and to the right for dramatic effect.

Laying on my new very hungry caterpillar blanket.  I can relate with this creature because sometimes I too feel like I could go on eating forever.  But then I usually fall asleep after a few ounces.

This is our Christmas tree.  I've spent many wonderful minutes looking at those colorful lights, which is amazing considering my attention span.

Christmas night with Mommy, Uncle Dan, and their cousins Lacey and Chelsea, who we will just call my Aunts.

Uncle Dan feeding me.  I could tell it was his first time feeding a baby, but he did okay.  I went easy on him.  I'll give him a more memorable experience with his first diaper change.

Danny is holding me in this picture on Christmas night.  Despite all the excitement of opening presents, I decided to take a nice nap.

This is a hat that Grandma and Grandpa Reiswig gave me.  I was kinda bummed because when they put the hat on me, everything went dark and I heard everyone laughing.  By the time they took the hat off of me so I could see what the big joke was, everyone had stopped laughing and the moment had already passed.  Oh well, I guess it was pretty funny, whatever it was.

I'm being held up for everyone to look at again.  Hope I don't have a formula mustache.

My parents, Uncle Dan, and I on Christmas night.  I've come to accept camera flashes as a normal part of life.

Kit taking a turn holding me.  It is an odd thing, I seemed to smell a hint of fish and gun powder when I was around him.

Cowboy Up!  Except this is no horse, I'm bareback riding a DINOSAUR!  Meet my new pet, Kota the Triceratops, who was given to me by my Grandparents and Great Grandpa.  I have to say, they set the stakes pretty high for my parents as far as pets are concerned. 

Well, I've graduated from my pastel blue puppy suit into a fuzzy, hazelnut brown reindeer suit.  I guess that's a step up.  It could still lose the cute ears.  It's all good though, I'm being held by Aunt Lacey.

Here I am playing the star role of Jesus again.  Zack is playing Mary (he insisted), dressed in Joseph's clothing, which i guess means Grandma is playing Joseph dressed in Mary's clothing.  My Aunt Becky is an angel, who seems to be saluting something off in the distance (not in the script).  Overall the performance went off very smoothly.  If you want tickets, I'm sorry, you'll have to wait until next December, when I anticipate a riveting sequel will take place.

Mommy with peanut M&Ms, one of her stocking stuffers.  Mommy loves peanut M&Ms, Daddy hates them, as seen in this picture: Mommy is excited and Hailey is entranced, Daddy is nowhere to be found, and I'm off rummaging through the cupboards somewhere trying to find a little extra similac.

Remember that guy in red and white I warned you about?  Well, he showed up again, and right in the middle of Grandma and Grandpa Reiswig's house no less!  One week he is in Spokane, and now he is in Edmonds - this guy gets around!

I set Hailey on Santa to check him out and make sure he is okay.  She wagged her tail, which is the secret signal that everything is alright.  Actually, she wouldn't stop wagging her tail, which is not standard protocol, but I'm guessing that must mean he is really really alright.

With Hailey's secret signal, Santa's jolly nature, and his plump, soft belly, it seemed befitting to go ahead and sit on Santa's lap.  Zack came with me for emotional support in case things went sour.  It actually went really well though.  This feeling overcame me that he would give me anything I wanted!  I tried to say "SIMILAC SENSITIVE STOMACH FORMULA" but was only able to mutter "eahh!  ooooww!"  Darn it.

Santa did get me some cool stuff, and I got some formula later to boot!  I love Christmas!

Going solo on Santa's lap.  I love this guy, I hope I get to see him again someday.  He is really nice and happy, I was only on his lap for a minute or two and felt like I've known him for months (i.e. my entire life)!  In fact, he sort of reminds me of Grandpa... funny huh!

There's that fish and gun powder smell again.  Ya, that's definitely Kit.

I guess all this stuff is mine.  Not quite sure what to do with it, although that very hungry caterpillar is quite comfy.

My hair has been attaining new heights lately.  In fact, with my hair done just right, I'm pushing two feet!