Reagan's Archive

She called Nick into her room when she was supposed to be sleeping to tell him "I usually like rabbits."

Coen & the elephants are impeccable!

Today while driving in the car Reagan told me she knew who could take the stain out of her shirt. When I asked who that was, she said "the police man. He knows how to get everything out of your clothes." So next time you get pulled over ask the nice police officer how to get tomato stains out of your clothes and pass that information along to me please.

Her big insults are "You are a meano" and "naked head"

"No I amn't!"

Reagan really hates shots (weird) and just about every time we get into the car she says something about hating doctors that give her shots and she's not going to get any more. I tell her that she has to have some more, but that when she's 16 she can decide if she wants them or not. I take her to the dermatologist with me so she can see me get shots and I told her that when I have the baby I'm going to ASK the doctor for a shot. She replied "When I'm 16 and have my baby I am not going to get a shot." Not quite the point I was trying to make!

When I ask her not to do something, she will ask me to turn around or close my eyes or go into the kitchen.

"When I was your age..."

"If you close my door I am going to be so angry at you."

Lately every time I do anything she likes she kisses my hand and tells me I'm the sweetest.

She likes to name all her orange slices before she eats them. Oma, Papa, Coen, Nanie, Mama... Then chomp!

Reagan has finally gotten brave enough to say prayers by herself at night. Every night she says the same thing. "Thank you for water and milk, for our baby and bottles. Thank you for soft pillows and blankets. Amen"

Reagan- Look at those beautiful lights!
Me- What lights?
Reagan- Those beautiful lights in the place that we live.
Me- Where do we live?
Reagan- In Reagan Land

Nick- Reagan, do you know who Santa Clause is?
Reagan- Yes.
Nick- Do you know what Santa Clause does?
Reagan- She brings us presents.

She told me the other day that her favorite places to eat were Wendys and Walmart dot com.

Reagan is getting potty trained at night, so I leave the door open just a little so she can see when she needs to get up. She wants the door wide open, which wakes up Coen, so we have a little power struggle going on. Last night I checked on her and she had opened it up wide, so I quietly closed it a little and then waited to see if she would notice. It took her a minute and then she said "that mean old mama."