Gabs is a little sick from the holiday break. As I type this entry, I can hear her coughing away in the next room. She is stoic about it. When it comes to her health, Gaby is just not a complainer. She regularly shakes off the sorts of bumps, knocks and scratches that regularly undo her sister completely.
She is also recovering from a Christmas toy overdose. Although I don't think she fully understands the idea of Santa Claus yet, she certainly understands presents, and she loved opening and playing with hers.
She was particularly fond of her crib and baby dolls, which she took care of dutifully. She was regularly putting them night night and feeding them pretend juice from the accessory juice bottles. She also liked her Mei and Totoro dolls (from
her favorite movie).
It was fun to see Gabs in action in front of her extended family over the break. I was glad that they got a chance to see several of Gaby's signature moves including her sprawled out on the couch, beer-belly style of watching movies to her assertive "No, Fwoof Fwoof!" when the dog would bark.
She missed her uncle Rick and asked about him regularly. Apparently before I arrived the girls along with their cousins, aunts and grandmothers all went for a ride to look at the Christmas lights and they ran across a motorcycle light display. My mom pointed out to Gaby that uncle rick rides a motorcycle from that moment on, every time we drove past Christmas lights, Gaby would point to them and say "Gick Bye-Bye, Gick Bye-Bye".
On the way back to San Francisco, we stopped off at the gift shop in the Des Moines airport for the obligatory corn head photo, which we have taken of both Kristin and Annabel in
years past.
