As the holidays approached, we were glad to have grandparents available nearby to watch the baby as we attended my department’s holiday party and my wife’s division gathering. Westley got to come with us to my mentor’s holiday party, and even enjoyed some of the Chinese food there. In fact, he seems to have a general preference for Asian foods like rice, noodles, and congee. We’ve also exposed him to more exotic foodstuffs, from cumin and coriander to tofu and liver pate. His culinary journey was stopped short on Thursday, however, when he sampled a bit of peanut butter on toast. Within minutes, he was red, swollen, and agitated. I rushed to Target for some baby Benadryl. But when my wife called to tell me it was getting worse, I told her to call 911. I got home and saw him surrounded by fire-fighters, but could hardly recognize his little swollen face. Fortunately, after getting Benadryl, epinephrine, and solumedrol at the Sutter Davis ER (where we had just been for Melody’s appendicitis), he was looking much better. We nevertheless kept him under observation overnight at UCDMC, where ironically I wasn’t even on call. On Saturday, we went for noodles and dumplings with the in-laws, and made sure to bring along our EpiPen Jr. We then celebrated Westley’s first Christmas with unwrapping of presents, followed by a trip down to Stockton for crabs with grandma and grandpa. We spent the rest of the 4-day weekend relaxing at home, finishing up Uncharted 4 and getting my mind blown by the WestWorld season one finale. I also binge-watched the third season of Black Mirror, where the episode “San Junipero” particularly resonated with us. The story of two women with disparate pasts who find love in a virtual world left us feeling warm and fuzzy to the tune of Belinda Carlisle’s “Heaven is a Place on Earth.” Despite our four trips to the ER this year, we were reminded of how fortunate we are to find love with each other, and to have Westley in our lives.