Owen's first Christmas

Despite being really sick, Owen had a great first Christmas.

Owen in his official Baby's First Christmas outfit.

He started coming down with a cold the prior Saturday and had his first-ever fever. It broke right away and never came back but the cold just got worse and worse. He went to the doctor Monday and it was just a cold, but on Christmas Eve we went back to the doctor and found out he had bronchiolitis and an ear infection. Poor little guy!

So he didn't ask Santa for one, but he got a nebulizer for Christmas. And he did not love those breathing treatments! Can't say I blame him though. It didn't look like fun.

On Christmas morning, we all slept in a bit, thankfully since the little guy needed his sleep to get better. We started by opening stockings to see what Santa brought and Owen had so much fun (mostly with the paper and boxes, appropriately falling into the baby stereotype). He did open the presents in his own way though (the way where I had him hold the paper and just pulled the present until it was open) and taste-tested all of them as well.

Owen's stocking is bigger than he is!

I want to open this one!

It's as big as me!

Yum!

After stockings, we started on the presents under the tree. A little less than halfway through we had to pause for a nap. I made our traditional Christmas breakfast of eggs benedict while the little one slept. And after breakfast and naptime, presents resumed.

Ooooh, paper!

Playing with daddy and my new toy!

Oh, this one looks cool!

I think I'll just eat this paper, OK mom?

Best-tasting paper yet!

Why does daddy keep taking my picture?

I think I'll play with this one now.

Look, Dad, it's an elephant!

Owen got quite a haul! It's hard to say what his favorites were as he seemed to love everything, especially the jumperoo. He spent a good bit of time exploring all the attachments and bouncing around in it.

Oh, hello Layla.

Check out my Jumperoo!

After presents, I started putting Christmas dinner together -- my mom's lasagna. I spent a few hours making the sauce then started to build it and realized we didn't have quite enough cheese. After Andy went from store to store without luck, we decided to wrap it up for the next night and eat leftovers from the amazing Christmas Eve dinner Andy made (pulled pork, homemade cole slaw, corn bread, and banana pudding). It was yummy that night too! And it made dinner the next night super easy -- just finished building the lasagna and popped it in the oven. It was good, but still not up to par with when my mom makes it.


Wish we could have shared it with grandmas and grandpas and everyone else, but it was a wonderful first Christmas with the little one.

Now that's a serious haul!