Multi-Tasking

Reagan was washing apples for me, as I chopped and juiced them, while pasteurizing the by-product on the stove AND cooking dinner, all while listening to music.  I was getting behind on the chopping phase, and Reagan's washed apples were piling up, which did not make her happy.  I got side-tracked letting the  dog out the back door and noticed the messy bathroom, so started washing the sink and counter top and picking up the clothes and towels that had been thrown on the floor.  Reagan had had enough.

Reagan: "MOM!!  You do this and that and that and that!  So many things all at the same time!"
Mom: "That's called multi-tasking, Reagan."
Reagan: "Just stop working  all the time!  You need to STOP and play with me!!"

OH little girl.  Yes.  I do.  Because there are only so many years left where she'll WANT to play with her Mommy.

Name Change

I was baking an apple pie for my "Mom's Night Out" meeting tonight, when little girl began eyeing it.

Reagan: "Mom, why can't WE have pie, too?"
Mom: " I made you and Daddy and the boys an apple crisp for dessert!"
Reagan: "Mom, I want to go to Mom's Hide Out, too!  I want REAL pie!"

Mom's Hide Out.  That's a far more appropriate name.  But it sounds like my little hide out has been discovered - dang it!

Worship

Reagan was playing with figurines today. All her little ceramic people were bowing at the feet of my Christ figure. How sweet is that?

Reagan and Her Cousin

Uh Wait.... NO.

Reagan: "What are we going to do tomorrow?"
Mom: "We're going to the Henry Ford Museum with grandma and grandpa!  It's grandpa's favorite place on earth.  He's going to be in HEAVEN!!"
Reagan: "Oh.  So grandpa's going to die tomorrow??"

Let me rephrase that....

Soccer

First Day of Young 5's

Reagan brought home these papers from the first day of school.  She said the heart on the hand is because " It's a kissing hand, and I love you, Mom".   That's one big girl, growing up.  (sniff sniff)