My wonderful Tia...

Tia TJ came to visit me. I've missed her so much and I had such fun playing with her for two weeks and showing her around my new home. She got to see where I keep all my toys, and she even brought me a new toy. She also introduced me to Tzatziki dip, which is close to the best thing ever. Almost as good as bananas. I just don't understand why she had to leave. I miss her--and I miss my Mimi Marina too.

Haircut

Despite Mommy Mindy's objections, I got my first haircut yesterday (December 17). Egla, my very wonderful babysitter, who has "made the course in hairstyling" cut my hair for me. And, I didn't even cry. It was even kind of fun when I got to play with the comb and have books read to me. And I got to keep almost all my curls. I'm thinking that I look pretty stylin' with my new cut...and now my hair doesn't fall in my eyes anymore.

Stitches in, Stitches out...

Avert your eyes if you can't stand to see me trying to impersonate Frankenstein! But fortunately the horrible stitches are out, though I hated the process of having them removed almost as much as I hated the process of having them put in.

But the good news is that I look really, really cute in the new Mickey Mouse outfit that I got from Grandpa Ron. I just wish I could wear it to the family Hanukah party to show my Aunt Holly!

Stitches and Hikes

I had a very eventful weekend. I have a little fascination with lamps...they're so fun to shake. And I know that my mommies always get very upset with me when I do this...and now I know why.

I had a quick opportunity to grab a floor lamp and give it a good shake..and then suddenly there was a loud crash and glass flew. Mommy Mindy was very upset and yelled, "No, Levi!" But then she saw my face and got even more upset. I guess one of those pieces of glass managed to give me a pretty good cut on my cheek. Lots of things started happening...bandaids flew, antibacterial ointment was spread, and panicked phone calls were made. I felt fine and mostly wanted to wander around looking at my toys. Then I was whisked into the car (and given a teething biscuit...yippee!)

Everything was fine until we got to the embassy where I was taken to see Mr. Rob, the medical officer. Then I got held down by three people (including my mommies) while Mr. Rob gave me a shot in the face (local anesthetic) and then three horrible stitches. This required hysterical crying on my part...I mean, really, would you have done anything differently? I stopped once it was all over--it didn't hurt when they weren't messing around with it.

Maybe the hike that I got to take on Saturday sort of made up for it all. My wonderful preschool teacher and her family took me and my mommies up into the mountains. I got to go in the backpack carrier and see everything! And my preschool teacher and her husband and especially her two kids are the most fun. Best of all, they LOVE me.