We took Reagan to a Sears Portrait Studio in Topeka yesterday morning. Jenn went along as pack mule and baby entertainer extraordinaire. Thanks, Jenn!! We've decided Reagan doesn't really like to be told when to smile or be happy or "look this way." Reagan's more of a free spirit, an independent. We did capture several adorable shots because she can't help but be cute even when she's trying to avoid it on principle.
The quilt behind Reagan in some of the shots is the 100 Good Wishes Quilt our friends and family created for us. It's so beautiful and we'll hang it on Reagan's bedroom wall now.
In the other pictures Reagan is wearing a little piece of her birth country. We bought this gorgeous (red, of course!) traditional Chinese dress while in Guangzhou. It's a little big on her but at her 18-month pictures I bet it fits perfectly.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/84389878@N00/tags/1yearportraits/
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Celebrate Good Times, Come On!
Reagan's birthday was yesterday and we celebrated in grand style. We've never given her sweets before so her cupcake was an unexpected, THRILLING treat for her. She kept signing "more, more, more."
Please go to our Flickr account to see all the fun for yourself!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/84389878@N00/tags/reagans1stbirthday/
Please go to our Flickr account to see all the fun for yourself!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/84389878@N00/tags/reagans1stbirthday/
Monday, August 20, 2007
Bathing Beauty and Party Girl
We've uploaded a few pics on Flickr! Just wanted to share. My mom freaks out if we don't upload to Flickr every 20 minutes or so. This is an effort to appease Nai Nai!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/84389878@N00/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/84389878@N00/
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Not Until You've Walked a Mile in Her Purse...
I have always carried a small purse and I use the pockets in a very efficient, organized manner. Each item has a home where it returns without exception. There is no tossing in of chap stick or breath mints. I don't wad up useless bits of trash and deposit them in a bag I then carry around on my person. Nope.
And I admit I judge people who do this. I watch them open their ginormous bags and dump goodness knows what into the black hole within. Later they can't find their keys or their checkbook and I smugly think, "Well, if you would organize your purse, ladies, this would not be a problem."
Fast forward to this last week. Reagan and I did some heavy errand-running on our own. Now we've gone here and there before but never really place after place with no rest in between. I'm at the Post Office, baby balancing precariously on the counter while I make a valiant attempt at a legible signature on my credit card receipt. Both hands are full as I scurry out of the next customer's way and what do I do? Drop my copy of the receipt and the stamps right into my purse with complete disregard as to where they land.
Wal-Mart Parking lot. Reagan's shoe flies off in some unexplainable attempt at acrobatics and I find it on the ground, pick it up and throw it in my purse so we can keep on moving. Did you read that sentence and really let it soak in? Lisa picked up something FROM THE GROUND (and a parking lot, no less, not clean, natural grass) and then placed it purposely in her bag.
This madness continues all over town.
Admittedly, I can't stand it for long. I come home and immediately clean out my purse because that's just who I am, but on the go, I'm a handbag maniac. I justify this entire exercise in chaos because it's either this or lose my mind deciding which pocket a baby shoe, lip gloss and a hubba can reside in happily.
And I admit I judge people who do this. I watch them open their ginormous bags and dump goodness knows what into the black hole within. Later they can't find their keys or their checkbook and I smugly think, "Well, if you would organize your purse, ladies, this would not be a problem."
Fast forward to this last week. Reagan and I did some heavy errand-running on our own. Now we've gone here and there before but never really place after place with no rest in between. I'm at the Post Office, baby balancing precariously on the counter while I make a valiant attempt at a legible signature on my credit card receipt. Both hands are full as I scurry out of the next customer's way and what do I do? Drop my copy of the receipt and the stamps right into my purse with complete disregard as to where they land.
Wal-Mart Parking lot. Reagan's shoe flies off in some unexplainable attempt at acrobatics and I find it on the ground, pick it up and throw it in my purse so we can keep on moving. Did you read that sentence and really let it soak in? Lisa picked up something FROM THE GROUND (and a parking lot, no less, not clean, natural grass) and then placed it purposely in her bag.
This madness continues all over town.
Admittedly, I can't stand it for long. I come home and immediately clean out my purse because that's just who I am, but on the go, I'm a handbag maniac. I justify this entire exercise in chaos because it's either this or lose my mind deciding which pocket a baby shoe, lip gloss and a hubba can reside in happily.
100 Good Wishes Indeed...
As if our friends and family had not blessed us enough, tonight they surprised us with the best gift yet...our 100 Good Wishes quilt. At least two years ago, I jokingly told Leanna and Shannon that they needed to make Reagan a quilt when we got her. I explained the Chinese tradition, said I'd gather the squares and everything but let's face it, I shouldn't be anywhere near a sewing machine or even a needle, for that matter, so they had to do the actual quilting. We've mentioned it a couple times since but in truth, I gave up on the idea because I was so caught up in other adoption and house-related tasks.
They did NOT forget or give up, however and I'm eternally grateful. This quilt is fantastic and each square means so much to us. I can not believe how many of you took time from your lives to send in a square and a wish for Reagan. You have richly blessed us for so many years and this is the icing on the cake. This is one of those items I'll carry downstairs with me when the tornado sirens go off. It's a treasure. Thank you.
Angie, I get it now. ;)
They did NOT forget or give up, however and I'm eternally grateful. This quilt is fantastic and each square means so much to us. I can not believe how many of you took time from your lives to send in a square and a wish for Reagan. You have richly blessed us for so many years and this is the icing on the cake. This is one of those items I'll carry downstairs with me when the tornado sirens go off. It's a treasure. Thank you.
Angie, I get it now. ;)
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