GO WESTERN DAY!...
What fun! I had a reason to go to school in costume; of course I did double check and ask mom if everyone else would be dressing up too. I wore my boots, teeny-tiny-hiney jeans and belt with pride. I was all smiles all day.
I picked this belt myself. Grandpa Taylor you should be so proud...it has longhorns all over it!

RED GRAMMER...
Mom has made it her mission to expose me to the arts. We had a date to see Red Grammer a fantastic musician. He has interactive songs that keep you moving, laughing and singing along. It was a mommy, Reagies date and we had a blast. We were even called up on stage to sing along with hand motions and all. I was thrilled! I had no need for the earplugs I brought along...I enjoyed each song and all the silly times too right from the front row. I think I am destined to entertain!

HAMSTER ON A PIANO and friends...
The Taylor Zoo continues to expand. The latest addition is "Popcorn" our hamster. Creative names are my specialty--check out You Tube for the video of another hamster eating popcorn. You will see and hear my inspiration behind naming my hamster. We had a great time counting down to the arrival of Popcorn. Mom and I hand picked her from the Science Resource Center. Ms. Faye showed her to us when she was just a little pinky; no fur, eyes shut tight. We checked back with Ms. Faye every other week as we picked up and dropped off animals and reptiles for mom's class. Ms. Faye handled the hamsters often so they would not nip and trained them to the ball and wheel. We only wish they were potty trained. When it was time to bring her home, I held my carrying case tight...I was so proud. It was time to name her and we brainstormed for hours. Dad thought Peanut Butter due to her color, mom said Sucker because she dropped "the sucker" on the floor (she slipped!), but I said Popcorn. It was the perfect name. I have named three Taylor animals now. I am getting really good at this game. I have a tadpole named "Sharky", a Beta named "Catfish" and now a hamster named "Popcorn." The fun did not end here. Popcorn was lonely and acting out--YUCKY POTTY! We returned to the SRC to adopt her sister. Did I mention the price of adoption is a bag of clumping cat litter for the Bobcat? Well, I thought we should call our new addition "Popcorn 2." In fact I would call out to them, "I love you Popcorns." Dad needed different names. We are now the proud owners of Popcorn and Kettlecorn. :)
On a side note, check out my picture...she those pen marks...those are my tattoos. I can describe each one. I typically have a dragon, Spiderman and a snake. I can tell you their colors and of course they have sparkles and fire on them. Mom is going crazy! I am obsessed with tattoos. Every time I see a tattoo I have to point it out. Mom's favorite line so far is "See mom, that mom has a tattoo on her back. Why?" Mom continues to tell me that my "peachy skin" is best; that she loves my "peachy skin", but I am not so sure. I love the art and that everyone looks so different. So, the days of not realizing that markers and pens were for paper just came and went in our house. It is not by accident that I write on my skin. I want tattoos!
Catfish is a very quiet swimmer. Those hamsters are noisy runners.

MONKEY BIZNESS!...
Cohen, my friend from school, was turnig 4 and I was ready to celebrate. I ran, jumped, climbed and played myself to exhaustion while mom talked with the other moms and dads from class. It was a whole new role for mom. She is usually the party planner or the teacher watching the moms and dads share. This time she got in on the fun. After cake, Mom had me home, bathed and in bed asleep by 5:30. See, birthday parties are good for everyone and its a good thing...we are in the season of birthdays in my class. 5 invites have come in a 2 months! Whew! There are sure to be many more...30 kids brings a lot of birthday fun.

BLUE FOR YOU!...
Happy Valentine's Day! This year I picked out my own valentines...any guesses? Nope, not Dip Stix...Superheros! I sure did enjoy the candy that came home in my bag though. YUMMY!

GROW A HIP HOPPIN' FROG!...
The mailman might just be my best friend; look what he delivered today! Mail for me! I opened the box and found this tadpole inside--WOW! Funny story about that mailman...this was his second attempt...He delivered the first tadpole to the wrong address back in December. I bet the person who opened that box was even more surprised. We had a plan, okay directions, and we were ready to make observations. Our tadpole was delivered on February 9. He was just a swimmer then. Now he has his back legs too. This is a special tadpole. You can see trough his skin. I can see his blood flow and his heart pump too. He has a huge "glirpin'" mouth and a fast moving tail too. We can't wait to see him morph. Mom and dad were both surprised to see how long it takes for him to grow into a frog. We still have 2 legs to go and a tail to lose...this is a long process. Thanks Aunt Meme and Uncle Gene. We really are growing into a zoo around our house and I love it!

Frog races anyone?

SPONGEBOB...
Well, at least give mom some credit, she tried to hold off as long as she could. Protecting me from media is not always easy. I have learned all the "niche" characters anyway; Batman, Spiderman, Hulk, Spongebob and just about every other crew member be it Disney or not. I know them by name even though they have never been watched at home. Dad found this app on his Iphone. It was highly entertaining during Mawmaws birthday brunch. I stretched him, poked him and made him giggle, blow bubbles and more. Mom is not a fan of the old SB, but this was innocent fun.

LOOK WHO THE WIND BLEW IN!...
Could I be any happier? I have my Meme back and in true fashion she had 2 kids to snuggle for the weekend. I was loving the attention and jumping back into the wagon with her at the handle. I remember the good 'ol days when she spent her days off with me so mom could go to work. We frequented the park and the duck pond and played with just about every blade of grass in my yard. We are bonded for life and mom is forever thankful for her sacrifices.
Aunt Meme is another year older...yes, she is finally 30. We were thrilled when she decided to make the drive to celebrate her big day with us. It must have been the most windy day in Houston history, but we braved it all to enjoy some time outdoors and play at the park. To make a very, very long and crazy story much more readable...it was a series of misfortunate events. As we were heading out to the zoo (Meme's request) our van got its 4th flat tire in 2 weeks. How does that even happen? Well, that's when we all went our separate ways...Dad and Uncle Gene to Discount Tire and to play some golf and Meme, Mom, Ella and me to enjoy the time outdoors. The wind was good for us...it blew off some stress. When the big boys returned we were ready for dinner. PF Changs was the spot and I enjoyed my favorite spring rolls and honey seared chicken--YUMMY! After dinner it was lights out for us little ones. Mom and Meme had a date with Dish on Demand. Happy Birthday Meme. We love you!
Can you believe these big boy sports I play? I love soccer and anything that makes me climb high, swing fast until I am dizzy or resembles the role of a superhero. Reagan to the rescue!

ELMO'S WORLD!...
This is my song, La, la, la, la...REAGAN'S Song! Uncle Jeff got me tickets to Seseme Street Live. It was so much fun to see the bigger than life size characters singing and dancing on stage. I stood for most of the performance just leaning over the railing. It was late and a school night so we were all overly tired. Elmo and friends with all their pep and smiles kept me and mom entertained. They kept dad texting, listening to podcasts and sending out tweets. I guess Seseme street really is for kids. I couldn't wait to show off my new shirt at school on Friday. Show and tell is the best!

THE TAYLOR TORNADO...
We might be in need of FEMA assistance. What on earth happened to our playroom? Moral is--never leave a three year old to play without frequently checking in. What is typically a clean as you go kinda kid may turn into a Taylor Tornado. Never fear...order has returned to the play space.
So moms when you feel you have lost all order in your house...refer to this picture and smile...I'm not sure it can get much worse and it can be fixed with a little time and patience :)

DUDE'S NIGHT!...
What makes the perfect dude's night you ask...Bar-B-Q beef sandwiches, pickles and hot chips followed by a late night of Monster Jam...what could be better? I was ready to rock; I had gum to smack and a pirate flag to fly. Wes and I were in gear with our "earmuffins" to block the noise. Uncle JJ had thought ahead--thank goodness. Dad said he had to tap me to get my attention. I couldn't hear a thing even with him sitting right next to me. He was wishing he had a pair of "muffins" too--next year dad. We all had our favorites, but mine came in 3's. I loved Monster Mut with his waggin' tongue, Gravedigger and the fire breathing robot of course. I told mom all about the robot. Of course it was a very late evening...mom was at home wondering how long this thing could last. Then right about 11 I came through the door fighting sleep with stories to tell. Maybe we will try a dude's afternoon gig next year.

Huh? I can't hear you...I have too much to look at anyway...catch me up later please.

HELLO AGAIN!...
We have missed you too. Spring break is here and I have to be honest...I am 2 months behind in blogging. The idea of catching up is enough to make me avoid it, but I have a much needed prayer request. Let's just hope that news is news rather than good or bad. Reagan had his yearly check up with his ENT today. The doctor was able to remove both tubes as they were just "hanging out" in a ball of wax (gross thought.) Reagan's ears have healed--good news. There is no longer a hole where the tube was placed in either ear. However his left ear has lots of fluid again--bad news. Reagan has been on antibiotics for 2 weeks trying to clear up a sinus infection that went to his chest. This is the second this year that has required mega meds. He can't breathe, his nose is full of green gunk, his eyes are goopy, he gags and sometimes throws up from the coughing. If he is laying flat it is one cough after another. No rest for Reagan and no rest for mommy either. He is feeling much better now and we were hopeful that his appointment today was the all clear to another season of swim lessons and a summer without earplugs...that might not be the case. The doctor wants to see Reagan again in 6 weeks. At that time we will do another hearing test. Reagan is currently in speech therapy and so on top of the healthy ear aspect the doctor does not want Reagan hearing distorted sounds from the fluid in his ears. He is on nasal steroids in hopes that the fluid will dry up. If it is not clear in 6 weeks we are looking at another set of tubes. You may not remember, but the first surgery was a wreck. Reagan does not handle the medication well. It was literally a nightmare. Please pray that God will just do a work on him; heal him and guide us all in making the best decisions we can for Reagan. Thanks for being a prayer partner...we will touch back and see the progress in 6 weeks.

PRINCESS ELLA'S BIG DAY!...
Ella is 1 and we celebrated her big day in a very pink and polka dotted way! In the spirit of it all Ella even sported pink eye--in both eyes! YIKES! She was a trooper...she opened her gifts spending most of her time playing with the tissue paper and moving things around. Ella is a walker and she is into everything! She did not leave any of the bags unturned. I guess I didn't either. I was right in the mix of all the gift opening. I had to help...it's my nature. Meme didn't mind, but mom and dad kept trying to move me out of the picture and to the sidelines...it didn't work. When the gifts were open it was apparent we had a favorite. The Winnie the Pooh airplane was a hit! We took turns flying around the livingroom. I was about 3 times too big for it, but that did not stop me from trying. It was great until suddenly it disappeared to be stuffed behind the sofa. HUM! We headed to the kitchen for her cupcakes and ice cream. Ella played along for the song and even squished the cake a bit but she was not a fan of the mess. After a loud screaming session Meme had to rescue her and sweep her off to the tub. That gave us boys time to enjoy our sweets...and time for the sillies too. Happy Birthday Ella! We love you!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!...
Another year has come and gone. 2008 was on the way out and we were ready to celebrate 2009 a few hours early. We met our neighbors for fun, food and fireworks. Austin and I made sure that as the new year rolled in the fun kept rolling in too...in fact we were laughing so hard we were the ones rolling. We had burgers with all the fixins followed by cupcakes, sparklers and cider. We ran laps with the sparklers and by 9:00 we had exhausted our parents and our fireworks. With tears, we retired 2008 and headed to bed knowing that with a new year comes a new opportunity for each of us to be all we dreamed. We can aspire to love more, cherish more and make even more wonderful memories with friends and family. Happy New year!






Cheers!