Reagan has just started waving it goes something like this:
Daddy leaves for work but before he goes kisses Reagan and Mommy then turns to Reagan and begins to wave say “bye bye”
Mommy begins to wave saying “bye bye Daddy”
Reagan looks at me and then mommy and then me and then back to mommy who is really encouraging her to wave and eventually….she begins to wave too!
At dinner time this happened but as I turned away Reagan to said bye bye
I glided to work about an inch off the floor with a big smile, nothing else matters after that!
(Work wasn’t quite as ‘stupid and gay’ as it usually is this afternoon lol!)
If Jamie texts me and asks “can I spend money?” I will always immediately text back “yes” because I know she’s in a shop wanting to pamper herself and ‘She’ thinks she ain’t worth it?
She is worth every penny!
She text today and asked exactly that and my answer was YES she came home and showed me her new outfit, high heels an’ all!
Let me just say here right now she looks amazing WOW!
I think the funniest thing at the moment is Reagan has learned how to laugh and I can make her squeal with giggling laughter just by being daft.
Possibly even funnier is that now she knows what it is and that if Mom and Dad laugh they’re happy, she copies us and puts on the sound of laughing to join in….it’s as cute as it gets I think but difficult to capture on video so you’ll just have to take my word for it!
My pool team Steventons last night won the Team Knockout Final which I’m pretty pleased about, you can read all about it at http://www.steventons.co.uk/steventons.html
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http://alb1970.blogspot.com/2010/11/blowing-ones-own-trumpet.html
Last two nights have been a struggle for Reagan but on Wednesday night she was in so much discomfort she was moaning and fussing and just didn’t want to do any of the things she normally likes to do when we get home. So instead of cleaning tidying and making tea I picked her up and immediately she put her arms around me and patted my back and gave a little sigh….
I cried!
I just wanted to squeeze her tightly I’ve never felt so proud to be her dad than that moment.
I admit that in my ‘previous’ life I was the LEAST tolerant of pram pushers IN THE WORLD! Who the hell do they think they are taking up all the pavement, blocking doorways while they struggle to get through it (and blocking all help, everyone trying to help but can’t get round them to hold the door), expecting help to get up and down steps….the list goes on. All of which got on me nerves, I must add I always helped but if there was lots of help I might not have been the quickest I will admit, ahem?
Now on the other hand, I am that pram pusher and boy have I changed lol
Walking home tonight I was on a thin footpath\pavement with nowhere to go but forward, a hawthorn hedge to one side a main road to the other, and a cyclist shouting behind me “excuse me” I didn’t respond because I walk very quickly and a junction and plenty of opportunity to pass me was fast approaching, and also its a footpath\pavement and he was on a bike. He shouted abuse at me for not moving out of his way, as he eventually lost patience and risked his life in the road, again I didn’t respond because I am in the right!
I have to say though, that the above is rare, most people show so much respect for me as I walk with Reagan in the pram and Jack by my side through Middlewich every night that it makes me feel a bit guilty, but people change…me included….