Happy Father's Day!

In celebration of Daddy's sabbatical, Reagan and I have decided to get up every morning between 5:30 and 6:00. Here we are getting geared up for the day.  I like to be the first to say "Good Morning, Sunshine" to her. And, most days, she loves it.

 Speaking of other things she loves. We have a new game where we push each other around on the walker. The arms raised are the giveaway--she loves it, except for when I pick up the pace and lose her around a turn. Then, not so much.

She also likes to snuggle with me during "rest" time...Mommy and Daddy have become realistic and stopped referring to it as "nap" time.

 We take walks together in the wagon. I usually snitch on her when she launches her hat or wub-a-nub overboard but a couple of times she has tricked me and we have had to retrace our steps to retrieve things. It can make for some long walks...Leland loves it.

As you can tell, Reagan is giving Mommy and Daddy a run for it. She is always moving, sticking things in her mouth and making messes.  Mommy found her covered from head to toe in Vaseline last week when she found the big tub of it on the Pack and Play.  That night, she ate one of my beloved books at bedtime when we were busy reading something else.  She is constantly trying to "read" parenting magazines on the nightstands and by read, I also mean eat.  She is busy.  ALWAYS busy.

 And this busy girl turned 11 months last week.  If you look at her thigh, you just might see a fat roll forming.  Alright, maybe that's wishful thinking.  Even though she's only 16 pounds and still has feeding therapy and now needs to see a nutritionist, she is as happy as can be.  Here's some other things we know about her:  Her laugh sounds like a pterodactyl.  She hates dresses. She loves music. She is fascinated by dolls and trucks.  She sleeps like a dream.  She hates surprises. She has 6 teeth. She loves splashing water.  She gives the best hugs.

 This past weekend was Father's Day and what better way to celebrate than by making Dad do some manual labor? We had a fun little trip to Suburban to pick out plants. Did I mention how much I love shopping there??? They have awesome carts for kids. I like to race the aisles with it.  When we got home, Daddy used his Daddy muscles to plant the first pieces to our backyard landscape. I, of course, "helped."

For all you who worried that Daddy worked too hard Father's Day weekend, fear not.  We played too. Here I am sitting in my office chair testing out the new Xbox we got him for Father's Day.  Oh, yes, that is a diaper. I'm still "working" on the potty training thing.

Happy belated Father's Day to all my favorite daddies in the world...Pa, Papa G...most of all to mine! Love you to the moon!  Thanks for all you do for us!  XOXO