DINNER VERSUS SLEEP...
What can I say? I play all day and I just get tired. Dinner sounded good, but sleep sounded even better. Don't worry...mom got me to eat a few minutes later.
















So tired...me and my cry baby just have to close our eyes a minute.

CHURCH BOY...
I finally made it to church. Mom and Dad took me to the 8 am service on March 12th. Jersey Village Baptsit Church is the church Mom grew up in. She thought the 8 am service would be best because it is the senior citizen service...they are very forgiving esp. when a little man like me is involved. I was the center of attention before and after the service. Mom and Dad were so impressed by my church boy behavior. I hardly made a peep. Dad only had to take me out one time so mom could get my bottle ready. No loud screams and no loud burps either. I did good. I have to say though...those services are pretty long...I couldn't help falling asleep.
















Me and Mom on my first very windy day at church.

LOOK WHAT I CAN DO...
Mom is amazed by all I can do. She is always taking pictures. I can lift my legs and bend them at the knee. If I am on my belly I can reach for my knees too. I am lift my head and link my fingers together and then relax in my Bumbo chair. These pictures may be a little distorted. Mom is still learning how to resize things.

















All the wonderful things I can do...I feel like a big boy.

NICE KITTY...
I am 18 weeks old here with my leopard. Mom was having to work hard for these pics...I wasn't giving away smiles. I was ready to play.





















I'm a gator on the go.

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME BASEBALL?...
Baseball season requires a good baseball hat and all the gear...I'm ready. Put me in Coach. I'm ready to play.




















Reagan in his first baseball hat

WHY ON MY HEAD?
Ha ha ha...my dad thinks he is so funny. He is always putting things on my head. He thought I looked like a jesture with my pants on top and then pierre with my washcloth. I prefer hats or better yet...just my hair. I'm not smiling, but mom and dad were.
















Someday I may laugh at these pictures...not now

GOT TEETH?
I'm getting mine. I chew on EVERYTHING..including my cry baby puppy that Grandpa Malone sent to me. He is extra soft and squishy. Mom likes to rub him on my face and legs. I just grin and giggle a bit. I LOVE IT! I am a thumb sucker too. I used to chew on my whole fist, but these days I can find my thumb alone. I even go to sleep with it in my mouth. It is better than my paci because I can always get my thumb back in my mouth if it falls out. I can't believe how good things taste. Toys, blankets, shirts, teething rings and skin...it is all the same to me. CHEW, CHEW, CHEW...I love my little teethies!

ANYONE SEEN MY CELL PHONE?
I am ready to call my friends and family from my new Exersaucer. I still bobble a bit, but I am having a great time playing and holding my own head for short periods of time. Mom has to stuff blankets in front of my belly to fill in the space. Even at 17 pounds I am a bit too small for the bucket seat. I am 26 inches tall and my feet can touch the bottom of my Exersaucer when it is set to the lowest height. How did Mom and Dad ever make it as babies? They didn't have any of this cool stuff. Plastic, plastic and more plasitc...it is the new learning tool.















Grandma Hamm helped buy my new ride.

VROOM...
I do a great job of riding these days. I love to get outside. In my stroller or in the car; I'm a traveling man.















Reagan is on the road again.

PARTY TIME...
I don't know what all the fuss is about. A bunch of women eatting little cakes and talking about baby stuff. I was the excitement! I spit up on 3 people and sprinkled the floor instead of my diaper. After all that I was out! Bring on the girl Aunt Les. I'm ready to meet her...
















Reagan passes out after a long afternoon of baby showering.

HIP HOP AT 16 WEEKS...
This week was a busy one. It felt like I was hopping from one place to the next. Mom had to go back to teaching kindergarten and I started going to Ms. Desiree's house. I had lots of fun playing with Ms. Des. I greeted her with smiles and giggles every morning. Mom calls and checks on me at lunch and I'm just talking away. All that said, mom is really glad that she has this week off for spring break. It could not have come at a better time. We have lots of play time to catch up on. Mom is counting down the days until summer vacation.

Reagan is 16 weeks old and hip hoppin' already.

MY PARENTS ARE OFFICIAL...I YEAR!
Mom and dad celebrated their 1 year anniversary this weekend. Grandma Malone came over to my house and played so mom and dad could go out to dinner. This is only the 2nd time mom and dad have been gone. I felt free! Grandma takes good care of me and teaches me new games too. Did you see my mom's hair? I have to really work at grabbing it these days. She donated 16 inches to Locks of Love and is left with a new due. I recognized her voice right away, but it took me a minute to realize mom was mom with that hair. I am the greatest gift to them. They tell me that everyday!















Mom, dad and me on their 1 year anniversary!

I'M THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD...
At least my parents think so. Mom had to take most of my toys to Ms. Desiree's house...that means I have all new toys at home. Here is part of my new weight set. It just happens to rattle. I am doing really well at grabbing things and trying to hold on tight.
















I try to do a few reps each day to keep up my muscular physique.

HERE DUCKY, DUCKY...
Just like mom and dad I love nature. We go to the duck pond as often as we can. Mom and dad save bread for the ducks and they follow us all around the pond. I like to listen to the fountain and all the quacking. It makes me smile and giggle a bit too. I focus hard on all the trees and squint my eyes when the sun is too bright. I love to feel the wind and I am instantly calm outdoors. We are going to miss these trips when mom goes back to work...she will have to take me on the weekend.

Reagan loves the outdoors.

WHAT MOM?...
Reagan is playing hard these days and wearing himself out with all his exercises. You can see the improvement in him lifting his head. He prefers to play on his back, but we are encouraging him to spend more time on his belly.















Reagan takes a long look around our living room.

3 MONTHS OLD AND LOOKIN' GOOD...
Mom says I look like a little Oxford Boy. She is already preping me for Harvard or Yale. As long as I can take my jungle friends with me I think I can manage. I am 15.04 pounds and 24.98 inches long. I'm a big boy with a big heart and lots of smiles. 3 months has gone by so fast and mom will soon be on her way back to work. It will take a lot of adjusting for all of us...esp. mom. I keep telling her that we will spend lots of time together this summer. We are already planning Gymboree trips and swimming adventures with Julia. Big boys get to do lots of fun things!















Reagan Gentry is 3 months old.

MUSHY STUFF...
I haven't figured girls out yet. I know I have my mom wrapped around my little finger, but as for Julia I'm not so sure. We sure make a cute couple though. Our mom's paired us up for our 3 month pictures on Valentine's Day. Neither one of us was smiling.
















Mr. Man and Little Miss on their first Valentine's Day

ALL YA NEED IS LOVE, LOVE...
Happy Valentine's Day. Here I am with the love of my life...my mama. Grandpa Malone sent me my first Valentine gift...new clothes and some x's and o's.
















Reagan is all lovey on his first Valentine's Day.

CAN I HAVE A BITE?...
These days everything goes in my mouth. I have decided that fabric and skin taste good. Maybe it is the textures. Mom laughs because I always have my hands in my mouth. I try to chew on her shirt and mine too. This is my new favorite toy. It is a 24 inch long caterpillar and each section feel differnt. Talk about alot of tasting. The purple legs are not my favorite. I prefer the black and white crinkle portion. This toy makes a great head rest and an enjoyable snack.















Reagan explores his caterpillar with his mouth.

WHAT A WORKOUT!...
I was all smiles as I played on my mat. I worked up an appetite. I am eating 5-6 ounces every 3-4 hours these days. I am growing like a weed. I am even trying to help mom feed me. I try to hold the bottle. I am enjoying my oatmeal and now I am even trying a little rice. I can't wait to eat real food. I' m sure I will love fruit and peanut butter sandwiches. Mom says that is what she ate when I was in her belly.

Mr. RGT enjoying his daily events...food and play makes a happy baby.

I LOVE WINTER!...
The groundhog saw his shadow and now I get 8 more weeks of winter. That is great for me. I get to wear all my warm Pj's and snuggle into cozy laps and warm blankets. I was beginning to think I would outgrow my jammies before I saw cold weather again. These days I am wearing 6-9 month clothes. I have a long lean body and gigantic feetsies. I have my mama's face, my daddy's body and a gummy smile that will melt any heart. You should hear me talk. My little raspy voice keeps mom and dad laughing.















Hello winter! Hello snuggly, warm PJ's.

I SEE FISH!...
If you give me fish, I can be happy anywhere...even waiting for an Upper GI. I actually liked the taste of barium;or at least I drank it. I guzzled it down like it was no big deal. I didn't like the baby bottle they gave me though. Mom had to put it in one of my own. I am a trooper. I'm not so sure about the clowns on this gown though. They are not so cute and this gown feels like burlap.
















Reagan Gentry at Texas Children's Hopital on January 23rd.

WHAT A WEEK!...
This week has held many exciting milestones. First, my Grandma Malone and I shared the same birthday. I turned 12 weeks old and she...is aging gracefully. We had a great Mexican dinner with the family to celebrate. Grandma got to wear a silly hat. It was too big for me.
I've traveled a bit this week too. I got to go to the grocery store. I loved the lights. The sounds were pretty neat too. So, I added to them by crying a bit. I was ready to get home.
The bottle you see in the picture is a special mix. I am now getting a teaspoon of oatmeal with my formula. I think it tastes great! Mom and Dad think it smells funny. It will probably enhance my curves...Mom calls them muscles.
My eyes are changing color again. They are getting lighter. They still have a blue gray look to them, but when Mom stares deep into my eyes she sees green. We do a lot of looking at eachother.
I am right on track with my hand eye coordination too. I reached for and held onto my new toy this week. Mom was so excited. She had been reading that I should be able to do that soon. I am also giggling in my sleep. Mom thinks this is histarical! It sounds like a big boy laugh...she keeps trying to get me to do it while I am awake. Mostly I just smile gummy smiles. My parents love those gums...wait till I get teeth...they will really be excited then.

















Reagan gets his first taste of big boy food--oatmeal.

ANYONE HUNGRY?...
Mom fed me before we ever left the house, but the rest of my family was still hungry. We all got together to share in some family time and good food. Grandma had exclusive rights for the evening. I curled up in her lap. She had to eat one handed. I laughed at Uncle Jeff and thought Uncle Scott was pretty too. Aunt Courtney had to man my diaper bag...I needed several things during dinner. Mom and Dad were able to enjoy a good meal and giggle as I made funny faces. They talked about me all night...I guess that is what all new parents do. I am happy to be on the road and able to share in more family experiences and fun with friends. I will need to start off slow, but freedom is a good feeling.
















Reagan eats out with the family for the first time.

I'M SO EXCITED...
I am 11 weeks old and I have finally earned my freedom. I was ready to go as soon as I saw my carseat. I've been at home for long enough...I had my family waiting on me and I was ready for the meet and greet.















Reagan smiles on his first day of freedom.

FROM DUCKS TO DINOS...
My Mom and Dad know how important it is for me to hear and interact with music. They have me listening to all kinds of nursery rhyme variations and rhythm based songs. And, it just so happens that I have the funniest parents around. From ducks to dinos, my mom can make a song out of anything. And my dad...he gives me the moves. I think I like dancing. It always makes me smile. My favorite song is called Flies. It is a song all about how a frog eats his flies...fly a la mode sounds good. I like dancing to Swab the Deck. My arms move just right to that one as we "swab the deck clean."














I'm ready to sing and dance on my quilted mat.

MIRROR, MIRROR...
Who's the cutest boy of all? Reagan Gentry. Reagan is trying out his new toys. His ten week birthday brought him a new buzzing bug and an interactive mirror. Reagan has discovered his hands and has them in his mouth or holding onto things (like my shirt) most of the time. The doctor says his gums might be preping for teeth. WOW! It is hard to imagine the tooth phase right now. We are still enjoying the giggles...I'm not ready to trade them for tears.
















The #1 Slugger is ready to play.

HOOK UM HORNS...
My mom and dad were both Lumberjacks at SFASU, but I come from a long line of Longhorns. My Grandpa Taylor thought it was important that I get into the team spirit early. He doesn't want to see me in maroon.
Here I am in my new Bumbo seat. I am still working on holding my head up independently, but I am doing pretty good here. In the next picture you can see that I have had enough. Dad had to stop the pictures.

Reagan looks great in orange...and maroon.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME...
Look who came to my party! All my jungle pals. I am 10 weeks old today. My Aunt Melissa came to play with me. We had fun and laughed outloud together while mommy ran to the store. She had to get me some new interactive toys. I have so much fun playing. She has to keep me interested. Friends and gifts...it was a great birthday.
















Reagan Gentry is 10 weeks old.

OUT FOR A JOG...
Okay, we were just posing in our jogging suits, but soon we will be on the run. Reagan has 1 more week at home and then we will be on our way, exploring all that we have missed. Reagan wasn't so sure about the bright sunlight. He closed his eyes and squinted while we were outdoors. We can't wait to see everyone soon...















Mommy and me

LOOK WHAT I CAN DO...
Reagan is working hard each day. He is using his gross motor skills to bat at objects and is focusing more on objects. He loves to look at himself in the mirror. He just smiles at himself. We all smile at him too--he is a handsome little man. Reagan has also started to laugh. He laughed at his mama for the first time on Tuesday. She was singing silly songs. He is entertaining himself and us with lots of talking as well. Reagan is holding his head up as part of his work out in this picture. It is not his favorite thing to do. He would rather be on his back looking at the world around him.















Reagan is holding up his handsome head.

...AND PUPPY DOG TAILS...
What are little boys made of? This little boy is made of sweet stuff. Reagan is 2 months old now. He has been WOWING us for 62 days. Everyday brings us something new to smile about. Reagan is enjoying playing and talking and interacting more each day. He knows his mama's voice and talks back often. Reagan has her just where he wants her...holding him.
















Reagan snuggles with a dog Grandpa Malone sent him.

SPLISHIN' AND A SPLASHIN'...
After a long day of shots I decided it would be a good time to relax in the tub. I splished and splashed giggled and laughed and then cried when mom tried to wash my hair. I got the shivers when I got out so mom wrapped me up in my lion towel--ROAR! I'm feelin' pretty cozy now.
















Reagan snuggles into his warm towel after a bath.

JUST A SWINGIN'...
Everyone needs a day to relax. So, that is exactly what I did. I took a bath and splashed for awhile and then snuggled into my bathrobe. I love my swing...fish are very interesting when they are spinning above your head.















Reagan Gentry lounges in his bathrobe.

I'M A BIG BOY NOW...
I am 8 weeks old now. Mom says I change everyday. I am smiling more and playing more too. My voice (cry) is sounding more mature. I like making noises and holding on to things like mom's long hair.















Reagan at 8 weeks.

Collin Goolsby came to see me. He tried to teach me how to laugh out loud. That Collin is a funny guy. He is always smiling! I think he will be a good friend.















Collin and Reagan take a break in the recliner.

SMILE FOR THE CAMERA...
Mom has been chasing me around with a camera for days. I finally decided to give in to a grin. I am 7 weeks old and finding my mom pretty funny. She makes lots of funny sounds and coos back when I talk to her. Moms love this stuff.

Reagan smiles for the camera and melts his mommy's heart.

LEARNING TO LOVE...
Miss Julia came back for a visit. We have both grown so much. Our moms had fun watching us interact. I don't think I'm ready to love girls yet, but I am starting to love my discovery gym. Julia thought it was great too. I guess I planned the perfect date.

Reagan and Julia stare at the bright stars in the discovery gym.

ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?...
Uncle Jeff is preping me for all I need to know...The Texans! I guess the team record doesn't matter...he still enjoys the games. My Grandpa Malone thinks that is a mistake...he loves the Cowboys. Uncle Jeff got me a jersey first so I am a Texans fan (at least for now.)
Reagan is in charge of the remote. He can watch both games.

SLEEPY TIME REAGAN...
We were all worn out from the Christmas activities. Reagan finds the best place to snooze...Grandma's lap.















Reagan says Grandma has the magic touch...loving arms that snuggle him in tight.

WHERE IS SANTA?...
We did not get to sit on Santa's lap this year, but we had plenty of fun with the reindeer.















Reagan thinks about what his reindeer name should be.

OUR FIRST FAMILY CHRISTMAS...
Preston and I received the best gift this Christmas; a happy and healthy son. We enjoyed the time spent with family. Reagan enjoyed being held. We are looking forward to next Christmas when Reagan can enjoy his gifts and get even more enjoyment out of the wrapping paper.


A 5 week old Reagan poses for his Christmas photo.