Ok, yes, I have been neglecting those of you who check in regularly to see pictures of Reagan. I've been told about this from several of you.

Bill FINALLY got his Jeep back tonight. Yay!!! It's been torture trying to figure out rides to/from work and not being able to just pick up and go. Thank goodness for my mom and dad who have been my chauffeur most days.

Saturday, while we were trapped in West Liberty, Reagan and I put up the tree. Yea, I know, we're slow. Wow, was she a "help". When I came up short several pieces from the tree, I discovered Reagan had shoved them in the tree just wherever along the bottom. They, of course, blended in and I didn't know until she showed me, and wa-la the missing pieces.

Isn't this how everyone dresses to decorate the tree? :)

She loved to put on the decorations. I tried to do this in an organized fashion. Meaning, let mommy hand you non-fragile items to put on. That didn't work out so well. She was way too quick. Toddlers have octopus arms.

Last night we attempted to take pictures for greeting cards. We did some in front of the tree and some in front of the fireplace. Again, that was a no-go. She made silly faces, jumped around, or just chose not to smile. This is one of the not so bad pictures, but just not card material.

And I swear, the image you are about to see, is not what it appears...

As I was cleaning up the kitchen, I heard Reagan giggling hysterically. She and Allie had been playing in the front room. When I checked on them, Reagan had closed herself in Allie's crate with Allie and they were playing. I took her out once, and she put herself back in there two more times. They have been come very good buds, but they are both very moody girls, so it depends on the day as to what their relationship status is like.

Recently, Reagan is in to being a "cheerleader". I'm not even sure where she learned of this, but it's her new favorite activity. She took ribbons from my wrapping paper tote and is using them for pom-poms. I have pom-poms I need to dig out of my school box to give her, so she no longer needs to use the ribbons.

A few of the elementary schools in the district where I work are closing and we are doing a reconfiguration. We will have one school pre-k through 2nd and another will be 3rd through 5th. 6th grade is moving to the junior high. This means a great deal of us are, what the county is calling, "displaced". Does that not even sound bad? Anyway, to us it means we do not have a job to go to next year. They are posting all of the available positions in the new elementary schools and we have to go bid, or apply, for our jobs back and whatever other jobs we are qualified for in hopes we got something. Today, they put the jobs up and I went to bid on my job back. Let's cross our fingers and hope for the best!