Got to meet Santa in early December (not really a fan this year).
Reagan woke up to lots of presents from Santa and Mommy and Daddy.



1. I sometimes (not all the time) count my steps, especially on stairways. I know the specific number of stairs I climb to reach the 2nd floor at work to my desk/lab...borderline obsessive compulsive some would say.
2. I will not drink the bottom of any drink in a can or bottle...I can't stand the thought of backwash, even my own. On that same thought, I have a lot of trouble sharing a drink with a straw with Reagan because 1-year-olds are notorious for backwash.
3. I have an order of how I get ready for bed and for the routine after I get out of the shower in the mornings. I even say the bedtime order in my head when I am done to make sure I didn't miss anything.
4. After cleaning the kitchen or the bathroom, I must dry everything because I hate waterspots and streaks.
5. I get teary-eyed very easily, like if I even see a cute child or think of a sweet moment. I also usually bawl with sad movies (like quivering lips and everything).
6. When I eat something like Chex Mix, I have to have the same combination in every bite (2 corn chex and a pretzel...the rest either gets thrown away or Nick eats it).
7. I have to check my alarm clock at least 4 times after I set it to make sure it's set right with the am/pm selection correct.
So, now that I made myself sound like a whacko obsessive compulsive by telling you just some of my quirks, I am supposed to tag my blogging friends. I only have 2 since many of my blogging friends have already been tagged.
1. Tara and
2. Debbie






Have a good weekend!



Here are the kids at the Mayberry Cafe. The birthday girl got to wear a special hat.
Fiona and Reagan enjoying the swings at the park.
It was a beautiful day, but kind of hot. Reagan was so thirsty, he had to take lots of drink breaks. It looks like he was about to fall out of his swing, but don't worry, he wasn't.
We tried to do a group picture, but unfortunately, we waited until the end of the trip when Reagan was overheated and just plain exhausted. He didn't cooperate too well. His friends look so worried about him.
We hope everyone else has had as great a summer as we have!