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First day of the rest of our lives

Reagan picked out her outfit for the first day.  She had to wear a shirt underneath the plaid one because it was "too itchy."  When she got off the bus she said, "mom!  I told you not to pick me up from the bus."  Hmmm, are we in kindergarten here or in high school?  She has been to school for 5 days and we have both loved every minute of it.  I'm not the kind of mom that is sad when her kids get big enough to reach milestones.  I love the quiet afternoon time.  Skyler sleeping and me just listening to the silence.  It is a beautiful thing.  Just when it gets a little too quiet for me, Reagan comes busting through the door talking until she goes to bed.   

Montana Trip

Reagan's 5th Birthday!

I love summer birthdays. Period. I already have 2012 planned. A summer olympics theme. It's going to be awesome.

All that build up...

Last year when Reagan turned 4 we had a well-child check up at the pediatrician's office. At that time the doctor asked her if she wanted her booster shots then or when she turned 5. What kid is actually going to say, "yes please. I will take my shots now." So she opted to get her booster shots (or kindergarten shots, as she calls them) when she turned 5. Well, she turned 5 on Saturday and we had her 5 year well child check today. For the past year Reagan has been fretting over these shots. "I don't want to go to kindergarten because I have to get shots." "I don't want to get shots." "Why do I have to get shots?" ALL YEAR LONG! She is one who doesn't forget about stuff. She remembers forever! (Why did so and so push me when I was 2 years old?...um really? that was 3 years ago.) So I delicately told her last night that we would be going to the doctor today and she would get weighed and measured and yes she would get her shots. She took the news pretty well and I was quite surprised. So I am expecting this girl to freak out today and guess what she said, "ouch" two times and that was it. No crying, no kicking, no screaming, no running away. Wow. I am pleasantly surprised by this totally out of character, very mature way of acting. Nice! However, now she is all worked up with the peeing in a cup...so I guess we'll talk about that for the next year.