I didn't.
You've been weighing heavily on my mind, and my to-do list. Luckily, now that school is finally out I have some time to post!
Reagan is getting so stinking big, I can hardly stand it. She's so fun, and so busy, and so smart. She can identify at least 23 of the 26 letters of the alphabet on any given day. She counts to 15 at will. She has many songs, or at least parts of them, memorized and lifts her voice to them on a whim ("Happy 'n' know it, clap your hands!"). She is thrilled to be having a baby brother soon, and wants to know when he's going to come out. She was baptized last weekend, and so we've started to say prayers at night before bed. Her favorite parts are "Dear God", and "Amen!". Scout gets a good-night hug from her each night ("Where's my puppy?"). She hates how the moon gets "lost" behind the clouds, because she can't tell him goodnight. Also on her list of dislikes: not being able to reach the moon. Katie, our beloved nanny, has drawn her a miniature hopscotch pad out of sidewalk chalk in our driveway. This game came very naturally for Reagan, because hopping is one of her very favorite things. Because she wakes at an hour that neither Jim nor I are prepared to be conscious, her days usually start with an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. As you could imagine, I could go on and on, but I suppose I'll leave it at this: we are in love with our daughter, and each day our love grows.


Don't get me wrong, she can certainly be trying at times. She's not a fan of bedtime ("No, not time yet."), or running out of fruit snacks ("Reagan, we're all out of fruit snacks." "You go to da store?"), or being helped with anything she deems doable herself. ("No, Mommy. I do it.") But watching her grow has been and continues to be an absolute joy.
Things have been, of course, busy around the Lamb household. I've been trying to get baby boy's room ready, and I shot a wedding 2 weeks ago, the processing of which has been taking nearly all of my free time. And no, if you're wondering, the poor baby still doesn't have a name. I think last time I said we were "fairly settled" on a name. This is no longer the case! I think we'll be taking our "top 4" into the delivery room and making an on-the-spot decision.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Did you think I forgot about you, blog?
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