Reagan...

knows all about baseball

Reagan played T-ball for the first time this spring. The first couple of practices were rained out, and she was so disappointed. I told her we could practice in the hall while Riley had his baseball practice in the gym of the church. The following insued:

Reagan: I really know everything about baseball, because I have watched Riley play.

Me: ok, let's practice a little anyway.

Reagan puts her glove on the wrong hand, I get it corrected and stand back.

Me: Throw the ball to me.

She puts the ball into the glove and starts to throw.

Me: No, with your other hand. The bare hand.

Reagan (pointing at the glove): Then what's this for?

reads in spanish

I found Reagan going through the jar of Bible verses in my room. She said she was reading them to herself. Later that day, Mom asked her to read one to her. To which Reagan quickly replied, "Sure, but I can only read it in Spanish."

has third base covered

Reagan was positioned on 3rd base and was intently playing in the dirt when a runner came to 3rd. Reagan began to come in toward home. I told her to get back on her base and get ready. Pointing at the runner, she said, "No, Mom, she's got it!"

the snake handler

Reagan was under the carport at Granny and PawPaw's with PawPaw close by when she saw what she thought was a lizard. Reaching down to pick it up, it reared up and hissed. (She does the best re-inactment.) It was a SNAKE! PawPaw yelled, "No, Reagan!" Together with the hoe, they took care of the snake. Here are the remains... We think it may have been a rattlesnake. So scary to think what could have happened.