Inevitably, whenever we're leaving someplace like mother's day out or sunday school, I'll ask Regan if she has Grabnholt (and yes, she knows who I'm talking about) and someone will ask me what the dog's name is so I have to relay the entire story of how weird my dad is and how the dog got its name. ("She grabbed on to him and wouldn't let go, and even in Texas they don't say hold, they say holt," according to my father). Anyway, here she is watching Elmo and playing with Grabnholt yesterday.
Eric played in a recital last night in Plainview. Regan and I went along for the ride. Here she is all propped up in her own chair, kicked back and relaxing (notice that she took her shoes off!?), waiting for the concert to start.
If any of you have seen the bud light commercial where the two guys take bottles of beer into the opera and they burst when the lady sings a high note.... that's definitely the story of my life -- and I haven't even gotten to the part where my own kids have recitals! Last night was the world premiere of a piece that Eric wrote for vibes and piano. It's a beautiful song, and he did a great job playing it!
Like I said earlier, I promise, I really do put Regan in clothes -- but Friday's are our messy days, so she usually runs around in a diaper. Today we made a red velvet cake for Daddy (there wasn't a special reason, I just wanted a cake! :) She loved licking the spoon and laughed for a long time when I had her look in the mirror!! She also had her hands in the batter for a second and then touched her belly button, so now she has a red belly button!
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