Reagan's Heart

Reagan and I had a lot of deep conversations on the way home from daycare yesterday. Mostly she just had a lot to say about her day. Here are some of the highlights:

-I don't know if I can give my best friend Alexi a valentine's card on Friday because she punched a baby doll at my heart.
-That's not showing me respect, and I told her that she has to show me respect.
-I tell all my friends that we just have to respect each other.
-You're not supposed to punch baby dolls.
-I mean, she punched a baby doll at my HEART. My heart is for love. It's not for punching time. Right, mommy?

Deep, huh?

Go Steelers!

We're getting geared up for the Super Bowl, and Reagan's Bendaroos arrived yesterday, so the girls decided to use them to decorate the family room for the big game.

Knock Knock

I think Jenny and Reagan are going to write a great Knock Knock joke book soon. They just made up about a hundred knock knock jokes on the way home from breakfast. A couple highlights:

Jenny:
Knock Knock.
Who's there?
IHOP.
IHOP who?
IHOP you get there soon.
And then she explains that she means like I hope.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Taco.
Taco who?
Tacos are gross.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Chick-fil-a.
Chick-fil-a who?
Chick-fil-a is the best place in the world.

None of Reagan's make any sense, so they're amazing.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
House.
House who?
House Morocco Bama White House American flag.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Road.
Road who?
I'll fix your car.

Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Shell.
Shell who?
Shell sea.

Should I be worried?

These are the things Reagan just said to me:

-Can I cut up my eye?
I of course said no, and asked why she would say that, and she said because I'm mad at her, which I'm not.

We were then talking about her 5-year-old checkup tomorrow, and I asked her if she's excited.
-Is he going to cut up my belly?
Again, I said no, and asked why she thought that.
-Because everyone thinks I'm a dummy-head.
I also told her that's not true. I'm not sure what her problem is.

And just now, she was trying to push buttons on the computer. I told her not to.
-If I push it, are you going to fire me?
I told her I couldn't fire her, since she's my daughter.

Carly the Crocodile

We got the official word today. Jenny has been cast as Carly the Crocodile in her school's spring musical, It's A Jungle Out There. She actually has a speaking role this year, in addition to dancing. So anyone who will be here around late April should feel free to come enjoy the show!

Reagan's Room

Now that Reagan has a nice clean room, courtesy of Aunt Charlotte, I'm trying to encourage her to spend some time in there and maybe even eventually sleep in there. We just had this conversation:

Reagan: Sleep downstairs or upstairs tonight?
Me: Upstairs. Maybe even in your room.
Reagan: But only by myself.
Me: Really?
Reagan: I went in there twice today by myself.
Me: How was it?
Reagan: Fine. Nothing came in to get me.

Glad it's a safe place for her.

Happy Birthday, Reagan!

Well, Reagan's special day has arrived! And so far, things are working out for her. It's snowing outside, and school has been cancelled! And she's asleep!

This is how I think she'll be feeling today: