The Christmas obsession continues. He loves singing carols and opening holiday cards. He insists on being read "The Night Before Christmas" at least once a day. He enjoys looking at the Christmas Tree and Karen gets a little weepy showing him the different ornaments and telling them where they came from (especially the ones he made).
He's been wanting to draw with pens a lot lately, often filling almost the entire page with cool designs, and he likes it when Steve uses a crayon to reveal the imprints he made on the pages beneath his drawing.
He's also settled back into some old habits, like hanging on our arms and letting his legs go rubbery while we're walking and asking contstant questions ("Does everyone have white teeth?", "What kind of dinosaur is that dragon?").
Monday, Zeeke started the morning by building his new firehouse puzzle, then Steve brought him to work for his company's office holiday party. Zeeke had fun coloring with and following around the older kids, surprised his father by eating even more vegetables than sugary treats, and entertained everyone with multiple renditions of the song "Fancy."
The three of us traded some illnesses back and forth for a few days, but were mostly recovered in time for Christmas on Thursday. Zeeke woke up and was thrilled to get a very noisy firetruck from Santa (as requested). We drove out to Karen's sister's house for a big Christmas celebration. Zeeke had a blast with his cousins, although he was a little terrified of their mechanical pony. We let him skip his nap and by the end of the day were given a good reminder of why that's a bad idea. On the drive home, he asked the dreaded question, "Can we have an ipad at our house?"
Friday, Grandpop Bob Bob and Grandma Joy stopped by on their way back to Maryland. We went out for a nice lunch. That night, Zeeke woke up with a bad case of night terrors, so he and Steve went downstairs and watched a little television until he was feeling better.
Saturday, he threw up right before bed. And then Sunday night, a bad cough kept him (and everyone else) up much of the night.