Monday, February 22, 2010

Dada Time!

Last week Mark began his pediatric rotation. Prior to this, he had back to back six week long internal medicine rotations that were killer! The pediatric rotation, however, is much more laid back so we've gotten to see a lot more of him lately. With the crazy Lubbock weather (65 degrees yesterday, snowing as I type...) dictating much of what we do, we decided to get outside and play a bit a few days ago so we could enjoy the sunshine while it was around. Here's some pics of the boys' fun with Dada!

Uncle Brian sent Rudy a helicoptor pool for his birthday. Kolbe has been dying to air it up so I finally gave in and we had indoor "swimming" with Dada!
Reagan is learning how to use the mower just like his big bro and Dada.
Poor boy...he constantly rubs his tongue on his gums 'cause his teeth hurt...
But idn't he cute!!!

Singin' and dancin' with Dada!
Kolbe watches everything his Dada does.
Handsome little boy!
Working on batting practice!
He's ready to try it on his own!
Home Run!!!

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Reagan's First Birthday!!!

Last Wednesday was officially the first birthday of our second baby, Mr. Reagan Mark. aka: Reaga-roo. aka: Rudy. aka: RuRu (or RooRoo, if you prefer). aka:Nin-a-ma (Kolbe's version of "Reagan Mark" that he used for many months). aka: Rudy Ray (Pa's version) aka: Byoudee (yes, pronounced "Beauty", with a stretched out emphasis on the B...don't even ask...) Poor kid, he's bound to one day have an identity crisis!

Just like Kolbe's first birthday, Reagan's was spent partially in Lubbock and partially in Houston. We celebrated his birthday with the Lubbock crowd on the 6th at a fun little party held at Mark's mom's house. Lots of friends and family showed up and we had a lot of fun visiting and watching the babies monkey around. So much fun! Of course Reagan was oblivious...

The following Monday, Kolbe, Reagan, and I flew down to Houston primarily for Kolbe's Shriners check-up. (which, by the way, went extremely well!) The appointment happened to fall on Reagan's actual birthday so it made for a perfect opportunity for my parents to get to spend some b-day time with the little dumpling too. After returning from the Shriners Hospital, we had a little mini ice cream cake and some BBQ to celebrate the actual day of our little guy's birth.

I certainly can't believe it has been a YEAR! This year has flown by much faster than Kolbe's first year. Reagan still feels so much like my baby, but then again, I'm sure I'll still be saying that when he's twenty-five....Since each of the boys was conceived, I've kept journals that I write to them in that I hope to give them someday. While I consider most of my entries personal, I like to share the first year letter 'cause, gosh, that first year is just SO special! Here's my note for my little Reagan:


Reagan, As the first year of your life in this world comes to end, I'm so honored to hold a precious, innocent, sweet, loving, peaceful, happy little boy in my arms. The moment I heard you enter this world will always be one of the most beautiful moments of my life. I can't imagine a life without you and I know that God designed you as a blessing for me to cherish. From early on, you have proven to be such a gentle spirit. Your laid back, peaceful, content nature has lifted me and Dada many, many times. The innocence in your eyes and serenity in your smile making you one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen. I love you in ways I didn't know I could love and look forward to the future with you! You are Mama's precious baby and Dada's little man. We couldn't love you more, sweet baby, and thank you for sharing your life with us!


Cupcakes!

"Happy Birthday to you..."

I had a feeling he'd enjoy his first run in with cake!

Mmmmm.....chocolate!!!

Kolbe and G-ma enjoying the celebration

The Birthday Boy!

Attempting to open gifts like this awesome step stool that Pat Bergman (my sister-in-law's dad) made for Reagan. As you can tell by the pic, Reagan was more interested in squirming away, while Kolbe was insistent on modeling each one of the gifts.

Look at that pouty face! (He was mad that Pinkie took the box away to open it up for him.)

Pinkie and Pa attempting to pose with the boys. It's a lost cause, I tell you.

Catching a little "Goodnight Moon" before baths to wrap up the big day!