Reagan is three now. Almost three and a half. She's getting so big. She's gotten so tall. Every time I look at her, I marvel at the fact that she's changed so much. She's no longer a baby, but a beautiful little girl.
She has a great laugh and a pretty smile. She cocks her head and tilts it to the side when shes' trying to convince you to do something. She's picked up on all my wonderful mannerisms - for good or bad, she's a lot like me. She's horribly impatient, but super loving and sweet.
She's my baby and always will be. I love watching her grow. I love the fact that she loves me and thinks I'm the best thing. I hope she feels that way forever. Sigh, I know she won't. But I hope that what I teach her will last her lifetime.
My baby. My love. My Reagan!
No comments:
Post a Comment