Monkey?

So Reagan is learning and doing all sorts of new words, sounds and motions. Today, I asked her what sound a monkey made and instead of making the "monkey" noise - this is what she normally would do. She actually put her arms up to her armpits and made the motion AND the noise at the same time.

Poopy in the potty

Tonight, Jim gave her a bath. Because of Reagan's little habit of pooping in the tub lately, he's been on the lookout for the start of the whole process. If he sees her even acting like she needs to go, he swings her around and plops her little butt on the toilet. How funny is that?

So tonight, I was sitting at the table and I heard Jim say "do you have to go potty?" Apparently, she shook her head. He swung her around and stuck her on the toilet. She actually pooped in the toilet. He was thrilled. He came around the corner when they were done and said "she's smart... she told me she had to go". I just laughed.

The Reagan Express

Reagan has a new found fascination with the laundry basket. She thinks it is her little choo-choo train. She likes to climb in and out of it. Of course, once she's in, she looks to me to drive her around the living room. She and I hobble around the living room (me on my knees pushing her). Every time I hit a corner, I spin her around and sing "chugga chugga chugga chugga choo choo, next stop is..."

She laughs and laughs. She loves it. But I think I created a monster. She won't stop. And now my knees have bruises on them.

My little sponge

She is such a sponge. She loves her picture books and flash cards. When we go upstairs to the play room, the first thing she does is pick up her picture book (which has a TON of pictures/labels in it) or her flash cards. She'll sit forever with me and point and try to say the words after me. Geez.

It really surprises me sometimes how much she's already absorbed. And I think she said Cat and Owl today too. Not really sure. I'll try again tonight to make sure it wasn't a fluke.

Painting with Mommy

So I'm upstairs with Reagan today while Jim works out. He left us up here with "snack time" and some paints that we got for her birthday. Yea... I wasn't really prepared for the painting thing. She wasn't that interested at first, so I put them up on the couch and just played with her. After a while, she saw them and started grunting for them.

I got them down and put them on the floor. WHAT A MESS! Geez. Thank goodness they are washable. I hope they really are :).

She painted really well. I was impressed. She not only colored on the paper, but also tried to eat the paint. Loved that. I really didn't worry too much since it's "non-toxic". I figured she was fine. To prove it to myself, I ate the purple one too - just for fun.

She used both her right and left hands (sorry Daddy). So no sign of which hand she'll use consistently yet. But now her hands and mouth are covered in purple and orange paint. :) Yea!

Blood clots?

Ok, I'm a total spaz. I'm really freaking out that I might have a blood clot now. I've been worried about a spot on my heal where my foot rested for 3 weeks. After surgery, I did get up and down quite a bit and do plenty of walking/crutching around. But after they took the cast off, I noticed I had a really hot spot on my heel and it was really warm. So I asked the doctor. He said "it's nothing, don't worry about it". Ok.

So today, I'm sitting up here in the play area and my chest started tightening. I'm probably being a spaz, but it worried me none the less. Ugh. I'll probably call the doctor if it happens again just to be safe.

Make believe time

Tonight in the tub, Mom said that Reagan was playing "make believe" with her fishies. She has sea animals in her little toy box that hangs on the sides of the tub. Every once in a while, she'd pick up two of the fishes. She'd get reeeaaalllllly quiet and then start talking - holding the two fishes pointed towards each other. Of course, it was only these two specific fishes that she'd do this.
I really wish I could have seen that.

The other thing she did was play hide and seek with the toys. The mat that we sit on hangs over the tub a bit. It provides a convenient hide-a-way for little toys. She apparently would put the toys behind the covering and then look in and look at mom - just like peek-a-boo.