Lyla woke up Wednesday morning with a fever, runny nose, and a cough. By mid afternoon her fever was up to 102.4 and by late afternoon it was up even higher. I finally put a call into the doctor's officer (after hours of course) and expected a call saying come in the following morning. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised by a phone call from our doctor within the hour. (She called from home. Gotta love small towns). She told me colds with higher fevers had been going around and if Lyla's fever wasn't down by Friday morning she would meet me at the office. Well, Wednesday night was a rough one. It was the first time ever that Lyla had a hard time sleeping. She would sleep about 20-30 minutes before a painful coughing fit would wake her up. We all got about 3 hours of sleep (total) that night. We watched lots of Elmo on Netflix. I am thankful for Netflix instant play, but wish they had more than one Elmo movie. Lyla started doing better as the sun came up. She slowly improved, but was still running a fever on Christmas Eve which meant no Christmas Eve service for us. Sadly I was mostly bummed that Lyla didn't get to wear her Christmas dress again.
Christmas Eve we headed over to my parent's house for our traditional dinner and presents. My dad made a delicious dinner, as usual! Lyla was the cutest elf passing out all the presents to the correct people. It took her a while to get into the swing of opening presents. Partly because she doesn't entirely get it yet and partly because we started opening presents too close to bed time.
The Cozy Coupe was the big hit of the night.
Christmas morning we awoke to presents from Santa.
Lyla loved her baby and stroller so much that she didn't want to peek in her stocking or open any other presents for about 2 hours. Silly girl. The nice thing about that though is it makes it all last longer.
Mid morning Andy's mom, grandma, brother and sister came over for brunch and more presents. Sadly I didn't get any pictures of the family, but Lyla enjoyed her time with them. She loves her Uncle Aaron and calls him by name. So sweet.
We are all slowly recovering from Lyla's illness and hoping that Andy and I don't get it. I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas!
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