Raegan Elizabeth

Raegan you are our lil worry wort (if that is even a word?).

Every morning you wake up and inspect the house for things that have changed since you went to bed. The other morning you noticed a box I had set out in the hallway and said "What's this?" As if you needed to know about everything that is in our house.

At the library the other day during story time, the story reader was blowing bubbles. While the other kids jumped around and laughed with excitement you said "uh oh" each time one hit the ground.

The other night we had spaghetti for dinner, you were doing great eating the noodles, until you came across a piece of hamburger meat and said "uh-oh, what's this?" You aren't a big meat fan, unless its chicken (wonder why?) : )

When you see a cabinet door open or a drawer open you say "uh oh" and try to close it.

This morning you went around the house and found tiny pieces of trash (like an eraser size piece of foil) on the floor and then brought them to me, pointed to the trash can (which is on top of the toilet, so you can't reach them) and said "trash". I pulled the trash can down each time and you threw your little pieces of trash in it and then gave me a proud smile and clapped for yourself. You amaze me!

The other day I drove 42 miles (roundtrip) out of my way and Philip spent nearly an hour cleaning up this slide I found on craigslist just for this... enjoy!

And just a couple of recent pics...

At the splash park with daddy

Just doing some shopping

Looking at ducks with daddy at the Cowboy's Heritage Museum. We love the way your hair curls up in the back ; )

Playing with mommy in the dressing room at Express

Much needed rest after playing so hard