Dear Holly: A Weekend of Crawling, Pink Eye, and Getting Your Picture Taken with Santa

7 months.

Dear Holly: A Weekend of Crawling, Pink Eye, and Getting Your Picture Taken with Santa

Dear Holly,

Though we didn’t take you outside to see it yourself, it has now officially snowed for the first time since you’ve been born. However, I did take your brother out for a few frigid minutes so he could play.

Actually, he helped me out by carrying some of your dirty diapers to the garbage, on his Spiderman skateboard.

It obviously wasn’t a good idea to take you outside in the cold, as you were in the middle of your introduction to pink eye.

Dear Holly: A Weekend of Crawling, Pink Eye, and Getting Your Picture Taken with Santa

However, that didn’t stop you from taking advantage of every moment to practice you newly acquired skill of crawling on the floor; something you conveniently learned just in time to show Nonna and Papa for Christmas.

You also had a lot of fun getting all dressed up to go get your picture made with Santa. Even at your young age, it is apparent to me you are totally enjoying being introduced to Christmas traditions.

With your big brother right next to you on Santa’s lap, you weren’t afraid at all of Santa, his elves, and all the bright lights. While you didn’t have a clue what was actually going on, you had a good time anyway.

Dear Holly: A Weekend of Crawling, Pink Eye, and Getting Your Picture Taken with Santa

I even got to see you open your first Christmas gift this week; one of your aunts sent you and your brother Jack some gifts. I loved being able to see you begin to tear the princess-themed wrapping paper off; with a little help from your brother.

We are now just a few days away from Christmas. As an adult, I am at least just as excited as you and your brother about Christmas. I am so excited about seeing your reaction to you opening your gifts, and inevitably, playing in all the wrapper paper afterwards.

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: A Weekend of Crawling, Pink Eye, and Getting Your Picture Taken with Santa

Did Bob Costas Give My Son Pink Eye?

March 3, 2014 at 11:29 am , by 

3 years, 3 months.

Dear Jack,

As I’ve recently mentioned to some of my guy friends about you having pink eye, the immediate response I’ve received from them is, “Where’d he get pink eye from?Bob Costas?

The reference here is that Bob Costas, who served as an NBC Olympics sportscaster just recently, was infected with pink eye in both eyes.

Just like you.

I don’t mean to downplay the fact you’ve been out of school since Friday with pink eye. This is actually really sad for me to watch.

On Friday, I had to stop myself from texting you to tell you I miss you- because I realized you’re only 3 years old and don’t have a cell phone.

Even today, as our whole family is snowed in, you’re still recovering from pink eye.

It’s so tough to see your blue eyes muddled over with a reddish-yellowish hue. Granted, you look worse than you feel.

I know this because I’ve been wrestling with you just as hard as I always do this whole time.

Pink eye is something I know nothing about- I never had it when I was a kid, nor did your Auntie Dana (my sister.)

Everything I know about pink eye, I’ve learned from you since Friday.

Mommy has been giving you your eye drops, and we’re all washing our hands constantly.

I sort of have to assume that by the time this is all over with, it ends with me having pink eye in both eyes too.

But hey, what can I really do?

We are just carrying on life as normal. Mommy made vegan French toast. Meanwhile, I let you make “applesauce” from the leftover fruit pulp after I juiced some oranges and apples.

Today, it’s pink eye. Eventually you’ll get chickenpox.

Sure, being a kid is fun, but I do tend to figure out the not-so-much-fun parts too; like pink eye in both eyes.

 

Love,

Daddy