The Kids

A few weeks ago, as I was driving Reagan to school, I called the pediatricians office to make an appointment for Riley. This is how it went:

Me(to the receptionist on the phone): Yes, I need to make an appointment for Rea, I mean Riley. He is the son of Dr. , I MEAN PATIENT of Dr. So In So. I just can't find my words this morning. I don't even know my name.

Reagan (from the backseat): It's WENDY! Mommy Wendy.

Me: Thank you, Reagan.

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We have some good friends from our neighborhood that moved to St. Louis recently, and we miss them dearly. We think of them often, and Reagan usually has to ask me, "Where did Lauren move, Mommy?" She can never remember St. Louis. One day, she told my mom, "Lauren moved to .... to... to Barrack Obama." !!

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We are hosting the Christmas get together for my widows group next Friday the 19th. The kids are so excited about having a "party." We have a snowman advent calendar that has snowballs with the dates on it and the 25th is in red and goes on the snowman's stick hand. Riley switched it out for the 19th!

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Tonight I was organizing the credit card receipts and Riley (grinning from ear to ear) asked if he could take a look at them! He knew that if he looked at the receipts he could see what Christmas presents I have bought! He is one sharp cookie.