Reagan moved to a big boy bed!

We have been dreading the transition of Reagan to a big boy twin bed to prepare for the baby's arrival, partly because I am sad to see my little baby not a little baby anymore (though he looks so tiny in that big bed). We were a little worried that our always-a-great sleeper would turn into a not-so-great sleeper, especially with naps. Well, he amazed us again! The first night was a little scary for him at first, so after some soothing, we just had to let him cry a little (less than 5 minutes) before he fell asleep for the whole night. The next night, he went right to sleep after about 30 seconds of fussing first. The next day, he was home with Nick, so he got to try it out for a nap, and he smiled, rolled over, and slept well. He hasn't cried about it since. I think he likes his new bed because sometimes if we are in his room, he tells us he just wants to go to bed even when it's not time yet. I am so thankful. His room is almost transitioned to his big boy room except for his dresser that we still need to clean out and move to his room from the spare bedroom that is going to baby girl's room.

This picture shows it all made up the first night. He notices his tractors a lot more now and loves his "billow" too. He is all over the place still, so we have 2 railings to keep him and his Jack in bed.

This was a picture of him sleeping the second night. It's a rare shot of him actually where he is supposed to be, usually he is sideways and never at the top.

Snow Day at Michele's

Last Wednesday when it snowed so much, Michele ventured out with the 3 kids. She said it was quite interesting. Since we had so much snow, it was almost too tall for the kids to walk around. Reagan's boots would get sucked into the snow and he would walk out of them. I think overall they had a good time.

He was "helping" Michele shovel snow.

I love the red rosy cheeks!

I think he might have timed out here or he was not enjoying the sled.

Reagan the Artist

Despite having a fever this morning, Reagan was at Michele's and enjoyed a little painting with Fiona before the fever returned and we made a trip to the doctor. He had a fun time and thanks Michele for her bravery in letting a 2 and 1-year-old paint. Here are some pictures of his beautiful work.

A great artist always paints with a brush in each hand, right? He is concentrating really hard.

These 2 are buddies.

Christmas 2008

Despite having a nasty ear infection and vomiting over Christmas, I think Reagan was able to enjoy himself. He was definitely spoiled enough by Santa, Mommy and Daddy, and his grandparents. He is one lucky boy to have so many people who love him!

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.

Likes the ball pit from Mamoo (even though it takes up the entire living room). Notice his favorite toy, the broom?

Dancing videos

Reagan loves to dance, to any music. Here are a couple of videos of his "talent."

Reagan is 18 months!!

Time has flown by so quickly. I can't believe he is already a year and a half. What's even harder to imagine is him being a big brother, but I know that he will be a good one. He loves babies...always very interested and giving hugs and kisses. He is saying so many new words and is willing to try just about any word you ask him to (not always so clearly, but at least he is trying). Someone told us that at 18 months, we would magically start to understand him, and they were right! His newest and cutest thing is saying his bedtime prayer. We have been saying a prayer with him since he was a baby, but now he will repeat what we say and is so proud of himself. It's awesome! Here are some of his 18-month pictures:

Halloween "Moo Cow"

Reagan had a great time trick or treating for his first time. This was actually his second Halloween, but he was pretty young last year, so we just dressed him in his Halloween jammies and answered the door for the neighborhood kids. He was a cow (his favorite animal), so we would have him make his cow noise "boo cow" instead of "trick or treat." He was even polite and thanked them for his candy. We had a good time at church for trunk or treat too.

Here he is getting ready to head out.

He wasn't sure of what we were doing at first.

Then, I think he got the hang of it when he realized he was getting candy for his efforts.

Gotta love the tail

With the two Princesses, Miller girls, and the pirate, Maddy

Hangin with Maddy eating candy

Tag, I'm it!

Even though I specifically told Brittany not to tag me, I knew it would get back to me somehow when she tagged Jen. She has now tagged me on her blog, and I am supposed to list 7 quirky things about myself. I am not sure that anyone would specifically label me as "quirky," but I am pretty weird.

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

Finally...fall updates

Sorry it has taken me so long to update the blog, but I have been VERY exhausted since starting work. I know, bad excuse. This past weekend, we took Reagan (along with Grandma Huffer) to the pumpkin patch. Reagan had a blast. He was trying to pick up every pumpkin he saw, tripping over everything, and just running around like a wild man. We took a hayride (really a straw ride) too, but I don't think he really cared about it too much. I think he liked playing with the straw more than the actual ride itself. Here are a few pictures from the day.

Testing his strength on a big pumpkin, probably grunting while trying to lift it.

Taking a break in the middle of the pumpkin patch...he took many breaks.

He finally found one he could lift, but as you can see from the look on his face, he was still struggling.

And last, but not least, here is Reagan's little brother/sister's first picture. This was taken at my first appointment around 9 weeks. I am now 11 weeks today, with an official due date of May 12, 2009. Everything is going well.