JUST LET ME DO IT...
I am chowing down on cereal these days. I am used to having it in my bottle, but this spoon thing is a whole new experience. I try to help mom get it in my mouth, but somehow it always ends up on my face too. I am a beginner in these pictures. You should see me now...mom says I will get veggies by the end of the week. I can't wait! What will she feed me next? I thought my bib tasted good...I have a lot to look forward too.

HAPPY EASTER...I'M 5 MONTHS!...
I had a great Easter Sunday. I got to see both sides of the family. I had to pose for quite a few pictures, but I enjoyed all the attention. The Easter Bunny was good to me and then I got to go church. I sang along to all my favorites and then I even talked back to Pator Ed. I agreed with all he had to say. I thought I should let him know. I will be dedicated at my church on May 28th at 8am. I am looking forward to my day. Here are a few of my pictures. I loved being one of the boys, but you can tell by the look on my face that the woman are more fun!

23 WEEKS WITH MY DAD...
I am 23 weeks old and feelin' good. It is a great age to be. I can reach and grab objects, use my fingers as pinchers, observe the world around me and participate a bit more each day. I laugh and cackle too. I hum along to all my favorite songs, blow spit bubbles, and entertain myself and others quite well. I can roll to one side and pull my knees in too. I rub my feet together like a little cricket and make mom and dad roll with laughs. Dad rubs his feet together all the time. I still love to talk and to listen to all the things going on around me. Outside is my favorite place to be. I put absolutely EVERYTHING in my mouth. I love fabric and all the textures it has to offer. The way I kick my legs and scoot about mom says I will be crawling before I ever roll. I keep telling her that I am a chunka munka man and there is just too much of me to move that way...she helps out. This is my new toy. It is a vibrating, bouncing, singing elephant...I like to chew on its trunk. Dad likes to make it bounce on my belly. I love being me!





















Happy B-day Mr. RGT!

HAVE YOU SEEN MY GLASSES?...
I love to read books! Mom made it her obsession to gather as many books as she could before I was born. Teacher bonus points really helped out in that area. Plus, I got lots of great reads from my baby showers too. I look at all the pictures as I am being read to and I love silly voices. I even help turn the pages. I am adding to the character of the books as well. I teeth on the edges and slobber too. Mom tries to let me use the foam books for this. Aunt Melissa loaned me her glasses for the day. Thanks Aunt Mel. I had lots of reading to catch up on.

















What can I say...I'm a book worm!

FUNNY MAN!...
I'm 22 weeks old. It is a great age to be. I am grabbing things and beginning to show my independence. Mom challenges me. She holds out a toy so I can reach for it. She lets me play for awhile and then she takes it away and offers a new one. I let her know real quick if I want it back :) She also lets me make some of my own decisions. We stand in my closet together and choose my clothes for the day. I touch the outfit I like best. At least that's what she thinks. I am interacting more with mom and dad and with the environment each day. There is so much to see. I am a people watcher and a nature lover.






















Ha, Ha...

YIKES! YOUCH!...
Got teeth? I do. I have 2. I got my first tooth on March 30th and my second on April 1st. Grandma Malone felt it first. I bit her! I know this is not typically a nice thing for a young man to do, but I just wanted to show off my new tooth. Mom could not believe it. She had checked the day before...no teeth. The series of pictures that follow show you how much fun I had breaking these pearly white in. Mom tried it all...sponges, wash cloths, teething rings and toys, oragel and rubbing gums...I made it.

















Their in!

I'M AN EXPLORER...
I'm getting good at this game. I can find her nose and her lips and her cheeks...I leave scratches too. Mom likes to copy me. When I find her nose she finds mine. We try to copy eachothers voices too. Dad is good at this game. I try to trick him by adding lots of slobber to mine and making my new razzing sounds.















Kissy lips, big white teeth...where are mine?

DADDY DOES IT DIFFERENT...
Mom left me at home with Dad. Dad's just do it different. I had a lion on my head! Why does he love to put things on my head? I was smiling so I guess it's okay for now. We made a mess so I had to change clothes. Then, I was just worn out. Dad put me to sleep in the living room floor with his pillow and blanket. Thanks for sharing dad, but I have a crib. You should come to my room next time.
















From playtime to naptime, dad's do it differnt.

I'M NOT IN THE MOOD...
Maybe I just take too many pictures, but Reagan was not the mood to capture these moments. In his first pic he is 21 weeks old. He has on his safari gear. Quite stylish if I do say so myself. Notice the feet. The camera does not do them justice, but we know which pieces of him came from his daddy. Reagan has his Daddy's lips and tongue...he can fold it in the middle...I can't. He has his dad's narrow hips and long body. You've seen the feet. And, the eyebrows are not mine either. Anyone wondering where the swirl in his hair came from. I found it on Preston just last night. We will have lots of fun combing his hair in the years to come...Reagan has 3 swirls.
In the second picture, Reagan is sitting in his high chair for the first time. I know we will use it more and more as time goes on. Right now...play time while mom and dad eat.
















Don't worry I will smile in the next one...

TABLE MANNERS?...
What are you teaching me? I have my feet on the table and I am flying through the air? I thought I was asked to stay in my seat and be respectful of those who were enjoying their dinner around me. New rules...keep your hat on indoors and play, play, play...
















Grandma Hamm and Dad worked at the Bridal Show all day so we decided to have dinner together.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDPA!...
Before I was born mom tried to come up with all kinds of names for Grandpa Malone. Old Man, Pops, Daddy-O, PeaPa, and the list goes on. Grandpa decided that those names made him feel old and maybe a little silly. Guess what Grandpa...you are older. Happy 55th Birthday! I hope you have a wonderful day filled with all the things that make you the happiest! Of course you will have to wait to see me...I love you and Mom says she loves you too.





















Reagan Gentry customizes the card for his Grandpa. Slobber and wrinkles make it extra special!

IN A SEA OF BLUE...
We took a trip today to good 'ol Chapel Hill...we saw a sea of blue. Before today I had only touched grass in my front yard. This was a new experience. The sun was so bright and the grass so green. I got my first bright green grass stain and mom was covered in ants. I can honestly say that bluebonnets as beautiful as they are taste AWEFUL! I got a mouth full and then screamed. Mom thought about tasting one too, but after my experience decided against it. Overall it was a great day. Me, Mom and Grandma had lots of fresh air and quality chit chat time.

















Reagan samples nature...

20 weeks...a mother's joy...
How can it be that 20 weeks have gone by so fast? It is hard to believe that my little man is so big. I can only begin to tell you what a joy he is in my life. I wake up each morning and thank God that I have him and I close my eyes each night knowing that the next day will hold even more joy. Reagan is mild mannered, patient and calm...I don't know who he got that from...probably his Grandma Malone. He is sweet and snuggly. He lets me love on him as much as I want...constantly. I could not ask for more. He loves to sit in my lap or lay on the floor beside me and just talk or read books. He listens to music and dances around the living room with me...I'm sure these days are numbered. He even hums along to the best of Celine Dion. It is amzing how much he enjoys the songs I sang when he was just a little peanut in my belly. We take walks outside and listen to the birds and all the dogs barking in the neighborhood. We watch the trees move and dream of summer days when I can be at home with him again. We make promises too. I tell him about all the things we are going to do as a family and how much I miss him when we are apart. Reagan is my Little Trooper, my Pedie Pablo, One Eyed Pirate, Sugar Booger, Giggle Box...his nicknames go on and on, but most of all he is this mother's JOY, my heart, all my ambition and all my love.



















Reagan...this mama's joy

NEW KICKS...
I was so excited to wear my new shoes. Deryk and Tracy sent them to me from CT. Dad thinks it is great...Mom thinks I am growing up too fast.
Mom doesn't know how this picture ended up upside down...she must be really tired!



















Hey look at me...new kicks, go fasters, tennies...

GIGGLE BOX...
I am 4 months old and a little giggle box. Mom and Dad just think I am the funniest thing ever...making me laugh is the highlight of their day. Mom says I am doing great with talking...I can say most of my vowel sounds and I am working on other combinations. I pause when others are speaking and watch their mouths too. I can copy sounds I hear...I'm sure you can imagine all the sounds I hear from Dad. He's a pretty funny guy.
















There is nothing cuter than a giggle box at 4 months old

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.