Reagan update

Reagan,

You are now 15 months old.  You are an active little girl.  I can't clean up behind you fast enough so this is the "messy house" phase of my life that I have to take lots of deep breaths and get over it.

Okay, back to you...
You still LOVE your sister even though you have started 'fighting' her and telling her to "gop" (stop). You pull her hair, pull her bows and barrettes out, mess up her room that she just cleaned, and you think she is the funniest person on earth.  You try to do what she does, you want to play with her toys (and vice versa), the two of you are two peas in a pod.

You learned how to climb out of your high chair.  

Now I have to make sure to buckle you in.

 You are so freakin CUTE!!!

You are going through a picky eating phase.  You used to be in love with fruits and veggies and milk and eggs. The past few weeks you won't drink your milk.  At all.  The doctor is concerned and coached me on other options and tricks.

When I put eggs, bananas, strawberries, peaches, fruit cocktail all the things you used to eat faithfully on your tray - you meticulously drop each and every piece on the floor.
(I've thought about getting a dog just so I can have help cleaning it up)

You are very attached - to me.  While I think this is cute and every mother (admittedly or not) likes to hear their baby cry for them and call their name "ma ma", I've let it get a little out of hand.  As in, I can't do much of anything around the house without holding you. This has made for an interesting topic of conversation/argument between me and your daddy. *We need to fix this before next Monday when you begin your new school.

Exhibit A - 

Gammie can't hold you because you are determined to get back to me

You are definitely a handful but I wouldn't change it for the world.
I think you are the reason I stay "skinny".
Good girl.

Love you sweet girl.

-Mommy

Dreams

Just want to remember this little story...

This morning while brushing teeth, washing faces and combing Ryan's hair in the bathroom, she says,

"Mommy last night I had a dream that Jaiden was driving a car without a grown up"

I started laughing.  Uncontrollably.  I started crying I laughed so hard.

Then I asked her,

"What did you do?"

She said,

"I tried to tell you but I was in the car with Jaiden so I couldn't tell you so I told Jaiden to stop and go back.  And Gracie was in the backseat."

(Gracie is another cousin)

Cue my uncontrollable laugh.  Again.

She loves Jaiden.  She dreams about him.  He aggravates her.  She still loves him. I love it.

Jesus' Birthday 2014

This was a good Christmas for us.  Beginning with BEFORE - I didn't stress about shopping.  I didn't have a list I just shopped and it felt good...
*sidenote - using this technique I did forget a couple of things for #1 that I "meant to get" so she got them after the fact so I'm not sure that I will go without a list next time.

Here is our holiday.  In pictures.  With simple captions. :-)

#2 enjoyed the ornaments while #1 loved being my deco helper

 We had breakfast with Santa (without Reagan because she was sick)

 We made a gingerbread train (Ryan says next year it HAS to be a gingerbread house)

 Christmas Recital  

 Uncle Evan was home from college and spent A LOT of time with us (love you Evan!)  

 Christmas Day

 This light up Let It Go singing dress was THE ONLY thing she stressed about Santa bringing.
So much so that I had a hard time figuring out what else to get her.

Mr. and Mrs.

 My mother with her children

Granddaughters
(#2 was trying to get back to the photographer aka mommy)

Grandson

 (he gets a picture by himself because...he's Jaiden and that's just the way it goes)

 Mi familia

Poppie with his babes

 Sweetness

 Cuteness (and happiness)

Blessings,
House of Hamptons

Matthew 1:21  

She will bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.