caught skinny dipping
by on September 30th, 2007
Here’s another photo for the blackmail folder. 
Archive for September, 2007
i’m a peach
by on September 30th, 2007
This may not be funny to anybody but me…Reagan was sitting by me in the chair this afternoon when she pointed at Tootsie and said, “Tootsie black!” Then she pointed to the sonic cup in my hand and said, “cup white!” Then she immediately pointed to her arm and said, “Reagan peach!” She got a new marker set last week and it had a peach marker in it, so I knew she had learned the new color. I just think it’s funny that she associated it with her skin tone. I guess I’m just lucky she called the cup white and not me.
so cool, i’ve got to wear shades
by on September 29th, 2007
Reagan had her latest eye appt. on Thursday. She had to have her eyes dilated, so the doctor gave her a little pair of sunglasses to wear on the way home. It was so hot and sunny outside this evening that I let her wear them over her glasses.
As far as her eye appt., the doctor increased her prescription and has her wearing her patch every day again. We go back in six weeks for a follow-up, but unless we see a big improvement, it looks like we’ll be facing eye surgery.
hush, now!
by on September 29th, 2007
Here’s Reagan scolding Tootsie for us because she wouldn’t quit barking. I had yelled, “Tootsie, hush, now!” and Reagan came running out of her play house and chased down Tootsie. Once she caught up to her, she repeated my words and gave Tootsie a little tap on the behind.
k-r-a-f-t
by on September 27th, 2007
If you want to see some serious scrambling around here, all you have to do is go to the frig and get a kraft single. Cheese has always been a favorite of Tootsie’s, and I think Reagan loves it as much if not more. I swear they’re both trained to the sound of the plastic wrapper coming off the piece of cheese. They immediately appear at the frig. Then as soon as you hand the cheese the Reagan, she takes off running and the chase is on. Rea refuses to share with Tootsie, and sometimes Tootsie gets too excited and steals it from her. She did this the other day, and Reagan ended up getting the end of one of fingers nipped a little in the process. You want to talk about full on drama. We had screams and tears and the injured fingered being waved frantically in the air. Of course, while all that is going on, Tootsie’s eating the cheese so fast, I seriously doubt she even knew what it tasted like. We scold Tootsie and get Rea a new piece of cheese, and all was right with the world again…at least until the next time Rea asks for cheese as her snack.
I can float!
by on September 23rd, 2007
Well, Reagan has mastered floating. She’s wearing her floaty swimsuit and has 2 noodles for help, but she’s doing it on her own. That’s a big improvement from the beginning of the summer. She’s such a little duck in water. She gets that from her daddy; I sink like a rock.
dog paddle
by on September 23rd, 2007
Here’s Reagan perfecting her dog paddle technique with the help of her Uncle Tracy. As you can see, she also had Sissy and Stormy near by as her other special coaches.
come on in; the water’s fine
by on September 23rd, 2007
This is Reagan and her cousins, Matthew and Jonathon at Lake Norfolk in NW Arkansas. She loved getting to spend the weekend with her cousins, and she gave Uncle Tracy and Aunt Kristy extra hugs and kisses for taking her swimming while she was there. This was our first trip to their house since they moved the beginning of the summer. It’s so nice up there, and you even get to see the lake from their house. We can’t wait to go back!
like a scene from the exorcist
by on September 23rd, 2007
We knew we had at least 8 1/2 to 9 hours in the car to get home today, so we got a bright and early start this morning. We stopped at McDonald’s and had a quick breakfast, and then we were off for a scenic drive through the Ozark Mountains. About 30 minutes into our beautiful drive, Reagan gets this funny look on her face. Wynn asked if I thought she was sick, and I quickly said “no, she looks sleepy to me.” Well, I turn around 2 minutes later to witness the projectile vomiting. Bless her heart, she had a gotten car sick like I always get (I don’t know why, but she seems to have managed to inherit all my quirks). We quickly pull over and commence the cleanup. Wynn stripped down Reagan and sat her naked on her potty in the back of the Yukon, while he found her a clean dress to wear. I tried my best to get it all off her car seat and seatbelt. Luckily I had put a towel down underneath that got most of it. Unfortunately, we still had to drive 8 1/2 hours home enjoying the lovely smell of vomit. Can’t you just imagine us on the side of road with the back of the Yukon up and little naked toddler just sitting there, while two adults are scrambling around like crazy trying to clean up what can only be described as “like a scene from the exorcist?”
porta-potty
by on September 23rd, 2007
We all do little things as parents that make our lives easier, but that we know will mortify our children with embarrassment when they’re older and find out about it. This is one of Reagan’s… We traveled to NW Arkansas for the weekend. Since we’re in the middle of potty training we packed Reagan’s little potty to take with us, because we didn’t want to lose any momentum. Well, it turns out Reagan is terrified right now of public bathrooms. She’s never liked them, but now we’re talking full on hysterics. So, what did we do? Opened up the back of the Yukon, sat her on her potty and gave her a chance to go. We stopped at gas stations, fast food places and even on the side of the road when the impulse struck her. I really should of taken a picture, but I wanted to preserve her dignity…just a little. Anyway, I’m sure we’ve made several people between Aubrey, TX and Mountain Home, AR laugh.