#4

I know it's a month away but...IT'S ONLY A MONTH AWAY.
No, not Christmas. For some reason, I'm really NOT in the spirit this year.
REAGAN'S FOURTH BIRTHDAY.
FOUR!
A month from tomorrow.
I'm not ready. I swear I was in labor just a few days ago.
Please tell me I'm not the only psycho mom out there who's going to cry that day because he doesn't need "pappies" anymore and because he didn't want a "baby" birthday party. He wanted all of Tyler's friends to come play football with him. And because he doesn't want to wear longalls and jon-jons and saddle oxfords anymore. And because he calls me "Mom" most of the time, instead of Mommy. And because he doesn't say "yight" [light] and "yeft" [left]and "heh-yo"[hello] anymore.

It's just that it's going by so fast. Granted, some days don't go by fast enough (those days when T&T say Reagan's being "a trial and a tribulation to the whole valley" LOL) but overall, it's going by way too fast.
T&T were younger than Reagan is now when I became Mommy. Now they're NINE-AND-A-HALF! She lost her lisp ("pep-thee" [Pepsi] and "THEE what happenth!" [see what happens!]) He doesn't say ele-phan-unt or "arial" cookies [Oreo] anymore. What happened?! I didn't enjoy them enough and now it's gone.

It's going by with another one now, too.

I guess we'll just do what T&T suggest: quit having fun. They say, "If time flies when you're having fun, let's just not have any fun."

Firsts

Tyler and Taylor's first piano recital...

And Reagan's first dentist appt.

Not huge things but I'm not really a dog person and having two pictures of three dogs as the first thing you three people see on my blog just didn't fit me.

The Spring Willow Court Zoo

This is the zoo that was my house last week during dog-sitting. (Among other exciting moments in their stay was the moment the piano teacher brought me her shoe after she stepped in poo with which one of the dogs christened the living room. LOL)

MY CRAZY CHILD

On top of selling Kelly's Kids sale items, putting together two baskets for a school auction tomorrow and trying to pick up since being out of town, we are dog-sitting two of our dog-cousins. Reagan is going to end up killing this little one. I found him in here today trying to coax her out of her crate.

IS THERE A BAH-HUMBUG equivalent for HALLOWEEN?

We ended up having fun but it's pretty bad when you have to spank a child to get him to have his picture made.