Pedaling Schmedaling

In the last week or so, with the weather being beautiful, we have been outdoors more and I think that I have had 3 or so people from our complex exclaim how big Reagan is getting. It is true. She is growing up too fast. Her language is developing and she actually uses phrases and sentences. She will say things like, "Ma, I have a snack?" "Wher'd my baby go?" and "I go night-night." (Unfortunately that last one isn't heard too often.)

About a week ago, out of nowhere she hopped onto her bike and started pedaling on the deck. So we started taking her outside each day and she has improved vastly. I got a great video of her starting out, but it wasn't uploading onto blogger for some reason. But it is funny because I just watched it today, after taking her out, and she was actually kind of struggling back then. In just a weeks time, she has really gotten it down pat.

This morning she rode it around the complex for about 60 minutes. I was begging her to go inside because for once, I was the one needing a snack and go to the bathroom! If I tried to give her a little push up the hill or straighten her out when she went off the sidewalk, she would look back and say, "No, Mom!"

Last Saturday was Reagan's first week of soccer. When I say soccer, most people think I am crazy and say, "isn't she 2???" Yes, she is, and trust me, this isn't exactly competitive soccer. It is a parent/child thing and most kids still have no clue what soccer even is. But we shall see what happens as it progresses. They have it each Saturday morning through early December. I guess I am a little biased, but I really hope that she loves this sport! But in the end if she doesn't, while I will be mildly disappointed, she is her own self and I cannot make her like certain things!

She has also hit a fun stage where she wants to do everything I do. This may sound vain, but I seriously love it. In the mornings, she loves to watch me put on makeup and everything I put on, I have to "pretend" to do to her. If I put mascara on, she insists I put it on her. She is like that, right down to the way I do my hair, spraying perfume, putting lotion on. Then comes getting dressed. She seems to think that maternity clothing tops are all dresses. Granted, they do look like them. But now she wants to wear a dress like mom every day. Sometimes I let her put on one, because at the rate she changes her clothing, by 10AM, the dress is usually well under the pile of already-tried-on-clothing for the day.

With the first of October tomorrow, the holidays officially begin in our home. We are looking forward to this month! General Conference is a great way to begin the season, but also we have a visit from Grandma and Grandpa Rasmussen coming up, a wedding to attend which will allow me to have a reunion with my college roommates, and of course...Halloween!