Christmas Eve in Ogden. Lucy takes a moment, between feeding her uncle Pete chocolate pie and being toted around to everything she points at and says 'that' to, to contemplate the meaning of Christmas.
On Christmas morning we learn quickly that one bite for Pete and one bite for Lucy in rapid succession equals a sick baby. She threw up for a good portion of the morning but was still a good sport about all the activity (and sitting on a towel).
By afternoon in Logan she starts feeling well enough to put up with being squished in to boxes of different sizes.