You are still my baby, even though you cannot stand to be called baby. Goodness, you are a lot of fun these days. You talk constantly and want to be in on all conversations. You spent one night at Granny and Paw Paw's and came back saying, "You better say your prayers, Mommy!" (As in Buggs Bunny and Elmer Fudd, "You better say your prayers, Wabbit!") You love all things musical. You love to be a chee-lee-ler; and my goodness, you LOVE skirts and changing clothes every 30 minutes. This past week when you were sick, I loved it when you would look up at me all sickly and say, "I love you, Mommy."
Four years ago today, I held a tiny 8 pound 3 ounce bundle of joy. It seems only yesterday, and boy, did your daddy love you. He was proud to be wrapped around your little finger, and don't let Riley fool you when he says things like, "I can't stand having a baby sister," because he loves you to pieces, too.

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Happy Birthday Sweet Baby Reagan! You've had two of the best parents a little girl can have! You are so blessed to have a Mommy who loves you so much and a Daddy who was so proud to call you his :o)
We've enjoyed watching you grow and look forward to many many more years of your funny antics! You make the world smile.
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